The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 690

Since Mr. Stapleton was constantly interrupting their questioning, the police had to ask the elderly couple to wait outside.

“If you don't execute him, I’ll kill him myself!”

Once they were gone, Natalie was able to explain the situation clearly.

It turned out she wasn't the only witness; a hotel employee had also seen them and, likely recognizing her, had stared for a few extra moments.

The police took notes and routinely asked what the two of them were doing together. Natalie explained that he had been harassing her, so she had been yelling at him.

At this, the officer looked up.

“He was harassing you?”

“Yes.”

“You can press charges.”

“Well…”

Natalie glanced over at Marico, who was still slouched in his chair with a nonchalant expression. She remembered that he had helped her out a few times, and besides, he was a scoundrel. If she had him locked up for a few days, he’d definitely come after her for revenge when he got out.

“It wasn’t really harassment. He was just joking around.”

Hearing this, Marico seemed slightly surprised. He had fully expected her to report him for harassment, but she didn’t. Instead, she carefully recounted the events of the previous night, helping to clear his name.

About an hour later, they were both released from the police station.

It had been resolved rather quickly. Once the police informed the actress that Marico had an alibi, she immediately changed her story. As they were leaving, she was still being reprimanded by the officers.

Just as they stepped outside, Mr. Stapleton rushed forward again.

“How did they let you go? You’re a menace! Releasing you is a danger to society!”

Marico shrugged. “What can I say? I had a witness.”

Mr. Stapleton remained insistent. “Someone like you should be put down!”

Marico, however, felt no remorse. He turned back to Natalie and gave her a suggestive look.

“Since you helped me out, I’m thinking of repaying you properly… in bed.”

Natalie immediately jumped several steps back, terrified he would latch onto her.

“No thanks. I was just fulfilling my civic duty. I’d do the same even if a dog had been wrongly accused.”

Marico’s eyes narrowed. “So, you see me as a dog?”

Natalie shook her head. “You’re worse than a dog.”

Seeing his face darken, Natalie turned and ran.

Marico swore under his breath, but it wasn't the first time he'd been disowned by his parents or rejected by a woman. It didn't really matter to him.

He got into his car, and just as he was about to drive off, he received a call from Yvonne.