Scrambling to Be the Father of His Ex-Wife's Kid novel Chapter 145

It was Cindy.

She was arranging clothes on the sofa. They were all Theo's clothes.

Miss Woods whispered in my ear, "She was already here when I got back. She went to the second floor and grabbed all these clothes from the room."

I walked over and stared coldly at her. She glared at m e without a word. She then turned around and ordered Miss Woods. "Go get Theowy's toothbrush and shaver."

Miss Woods looked at me, not budging.

I took out my phone and called 911.

"Hello, I’d like to make a report to the police. Someone i s trespassing private property. Please send someone t o investigate this matter." Then, I gave them my house address.

"Shut up, Wanda Lane!" Cindy stared at me incredulously after she heard me call the police. She got up and tried to snatch my phone away.

I angled myself to dodge her attack and continued," Please hurry."

After hanging up, I stared at Cindy and said, "This is m y house, please leave. Or when the police come, things

will get ugly.”

Cindy's face was flushed red with rage after her failed attempt to snatch my phone away.

With a trembling voice, she bellowed, "Since when did this place become yours, Wanda Lane? This is Theowy's house! I can come whenever I please. Besides, a lot of things in this house are mine. You're the shameless woman who thinks that what’s mine is yours!”

"Haha!” I was so furious I could not help but laugh. " You're indeed shameless, Miss Reed. Your ability to twist the truth is truly admirable."

I scanned through the items in the house and realized that there were a few decorative pieces that Cindy had bought. She managed to keep them in the house after throwing tantrums.

Walking up to one of the more expensive pieces, I pointed at it and said, "This is yours, right? It's taking u p space in my house." I proceeded to smash in on the floor without hesitation. The same happened to the second piece, the third piece...

With the sounds of porcelain breaking on the floor, the most obvious row of collectibles had now turned into debris.