One night, I was awakened by a video call from Kelvin.

He looked awful—dark circles under his eyes and a flushed, alcohol-soaked face from too many nights of partying.

Slurring his words, he asked, "Hannah, why can't I unlock the door?" Two scantily dressed women were leaning against him on either side.

Kelvin had apparently forgotten his own lie, since he was calling from his original phone number. His "dead" self was making a midnight resurrection. I hung up without changing my expression.

The security camera I'd installed outside my door started streaming live footage.

Kelvin called me several times but couldn't get through. He finally woke up the neighbor across the hall, who nearly had a heart attack seeing Kelvin standing there.

The neighbor's husband came out and threw a kettle of water at Kelvin. Unfortunately, it was only lukewarm.

The water sobered Kelvin up a bit.

"How dare you splash us?"

The water had also ruined the makeup of both women.

"Who... who are you?" the neighbor lady asked, clutching her chest.

Kelvin finally remembered his fabricated story. The neighbor lady sighed with relief. "Your brother died. Hannah's baby is still in the hospital's neonatal unit. That place costs a fortune, so Hannah sold this apartment."

"Sold the apartment?"

Kelvin and both women were shocked.

"So you don't even have an apartment!"

The two women exchanged glances, then dropped Kelvin's hands and left.

Kelvin's face darkened. "Impossible. Hannah loves me too much. She would never sell our marital home!"

"It's the proof of our love!"

He pulled out his phone and immediately tried calling me.

Unfortunately for him, I'd blocked all his numbers.

Disbelieving, he borrowed my neighbor's phone to call me. I wouldn't have answered, but I accidentally hit the wrong button.

"Hon—I mean, Hannah, where did you go? Why did you sell the house?"

When I didn't respond, he smirked.

"Is it because my brother's death made you too sad to stay there? If so, I forgive you for selling my brother's property."

"Listen, Hannah, my brother came to me in a dream last night. He said that after I sleep with 999 women, he can use my body to come back to life."

"Even though my body has been with many women, my heart is pure!"