Seven Years Lost: My Firefighter fiancé Saved Everyone But Our Love - Chapter 73: Chapter 73

The crowd hadn't heard his whispered threat—they were still completely caught up in his whole protective husband act.
"Ugh, serves her right! I've seen tons of gold-digging sluts like her!"
"Exactly! Acting all innocent, pretending to look for her daughter? She obviously saw that Mr. Steven has money and power, so she's using some kid as an excuse to get close to him!"
"I mean, look at herself and then look at Mrs. Steven? She's not even in the same league!"
"What a manipulative bitch! She was trying to sell that sob story earlier! Fucking homewrecker!"
In their eyes, I'd become this desperate woman trying to use a fake daughter story to get close to wealthy Hunter Steven.
Thinking he'd accomplished his goal, Hunter finally let go of my throat and waved his hand dismissively, signaling for me to leave.
I took a deep breath, studying their perfect little family moment.
He actually thought he could threaten me with my own daughter?
Fat fucking chance.
With everyone watching, I pulled out my phone, opened my photo gallery, and held the screen high above my head.
Right there on the screen was a crystal-clear digital copy of our marriage certificate.
Below the photo were our names, certificate number, and the official courthouse seal.
The crowd that had been buzzing with contempt just seconds before went absolutely silent.
Hunter froze. He clearly hadn't seen this coming.
Alice next to him in her designer clothes went white.
The silence lasted maybe two seconds before all hell broke loose.
"What the fuck! Is that woman actually Mr. Steven's wife?"
"Then who the hell is Mrs. Steven?"
"Which one's the real deal?"
The crowd that had been unanimously attacking me suddenly erupted in chaos.
"That's bullshit! Totally fake!"
Alice lunged at me, trying to grab my phone: "You shameless fucking whore! That's obviously forged! You're trying to frame my husband with fake documents!"
"Daddy! I'm scared! The scary lady is being mean!"
The girl calling herself Flora was completely terrified by this sudden turn of events. She clung to Hunter's legs, sobbing hysterically.
"Fake?" I held my phone steady, staring her down coldly before scanning the crowd: "You think I'd forge a marriage certificate?"
Hunter's face looked even worse.
Everyone was staring at Hunter with suspicion now.
Yeah, forging government documents was a serious felony, and one database check would expose the whole thing!
Seeing Hunter go pale and silent, Alice frantically pulled out her own phone.
She held it up high, screen facing the crowd: "Look! This is me and my husband! We're the real family here!"
Her phone screen showed photo after photo.
All those class reunions, family grave visits, trips back to his hometown—he'd been living this double life with them.
So this whole family was nothing but an elaborate lie.
He'd used my trust to build a completely separate life.
Everyone focused on those time-stamped photos, then looked back at me with even more suspicion and disgust than before.
"She brought fake marriage papers to cause trouble? That's fucking sick!"
"Mrs. Steven's evidence is rock solid! Look at all those dates!"
"She almost fooled me! This crazy bitch is dangerous!"
Hunter stood up straighter, his swagger coming back.
"You saw the evidence. Now get the hell out of here, and I won't press charges for trying to scam me."
As the crowd started booing me, I suddenly burst out laughing.
I looked him straight in the eye and spoke quietly.
"Hunter, you seem to have forgotten how you got everything you own."