Chapter 4 Snicker

The middle-aged woman was getting more agitated. "You're still childless at your age? I bet you have azoospermia! You're impotent, so you're jealous of my daughter! You refused to give up your seat so you could kill her!"

Zack quickly agreed, "That reminds me. I saw him staring at the woman's belly, and his eyes were filled with jealousy."

My wife sighed. "And you told me you wanted the DINK life when you actually have azoospermia. You could've told me the truth, but you lied to me. That's fraud."

My wife turned to the chief. "I'm sorry for what my husband did, chief. He's usually not like this, but he probably fried his brain from working stressful hours teaching the SAT kids. We've been married for three years, and he told me he wanted to lead a DINK life. But now I know the truth. So, that's why…" She sighed, as if she'd been treated unfairly.

The crowd started whispering again.

"I see. That's the case with this guy."

"Of course he's jealous of a pregnant woman. Twisted mind."

"Scary. Duped his wife into marriage and killed a pregnant woman."

I laughed mirthlessly and charged ahead to slap both Zack and my wife. My wife covered her cheek, staring at me in shock. Zack was stunned as well.

"That's enough acting out of you two," I snapped, my voice devoid of warmth. "I was busy teaching the SAT students and had no plans for having my own children. Don't twist it into azoospermia. You slandered me, called me a fraud and a man with azoospermia. I'll be suing both of you when we get back!"

My wife was still holding her cheek. "You're just mad because we saw through you!"

Zack snapped out of it and backed her up, "Yeah! I bet you hit us because you know you did something wrong!"

He turned and said loudly to the crowd, "See? That's his true colors! We struck a nerve, and he hit us!"

Some among the crowd backed him.

"What a lowlife."

"Assault is criminal. The cops are still here."

I looked at these people, their faces fueling my fury further. Then, I turned to the chief. "I told you, the woman's death has nothing to do with me. If you want to make me the criminal, then show me the proof. If you can provide nothing, I'll be suing your asses! All of you!"

The middle-aged woman took a piece of paper out. "Here's the proof! My daughter's death certificate, and she was pregnant! The doctor signed it, and a forensic doctor verified it! And Zack's the attendant! He's a witness! You can't get away now!"

She turned to the crowd and showed them the paper.

I snickered. "Is that so?"

I took my phone out and made a video call. A kind old woman waved at me from the screen.

I raised my voice so everyone could hear me. "Sorry for calling you, ma'am. I ran into a situation here, and I need your help. You remember I switched seats with you on the train that day, right?"

The old woman nodded with a smile. "Of course I do. You gave me your first-class seat and went to the second-class cabin. I'll remember that forever. What happened?"

I looked at the chief.

When the chief saw the old woman, he went white. "M-Ma'am?"