“I’m the owner!” I then showed them my identity card and land title. “This lady entered my house without my permission. Look, she even broke quite a number of valuable items. Please help me, officers.”
“All right, Ms. Stovall. Are you hurt anywhere?” one of the cops asked as he gave me back the documents.
I shook my head.
Perhaps, Rebecca had never experienced this kind of humiliation. Her eyes glowed with a towering rage as she snarled, “You b*tch!”
The cops hurriedly took her away.
I looked at the mess in the living hall and let out a deep sigh. Instead of cleaning the broken vases, however, I simply went straight back to my room.