Chapter 221

Although he knew the photos were doctored, Elisha's hand trembled with shock. "Honey, these pictures are photoshopped. Someone is trying to frame me. I swear, I've done nothing to betray you."

A piercing, caustic voice echoed from the phone speaker; Mrs. Chandler's. "Do you think I'm a fool? You're just an interior designer, not some high-profile figure. Who'd have the time to frame you?"

Elisha felt like he could not seem to shake off this dirt. "Honey, please believe me. Someone is framing me. I swear, may lightning strike me if I've done anything to betray you."

Mrs. Chandler raged. "Elisha, not only do you not admit your mistakes, but you also argue with me. Let me tell you, I can't live with you anymore."

"Honey, I swear—"

Before Elisha could finish, Mrs. Chandler cut him off. "Since you refuse to admit it, don't bother coming home."

No matter how Elisha tried to explain, he could not convince his wife that he was being set up. 'I don't have any enemies. Who would frame me?'