The private room fell silent. Anderson also looked over in this direction. Their eyes met, and Ayanna’s eyes glistened with tears. She couldn't believe that the man she loved would betray her and set up this scenario just to embarrass her. Her lips trembled uncontrollably.She wanted to ask ‘why’, but she didn’t do it. After all, asking him that would only humiliate herself. She took a step back and said softly, "Sorry, I entered the wrong room."The Gunderson family hesitated, uncertain of what to do next.On the other hand, Talia couldn’t sit still any longer. She had warned Ayanna just the day before. The latter said she would leave, but, apparently, she continued to entangle with her husband. Ayanna even dared to cause a scene in front of her, the rightful wife, with her parents present. Was Ayanna showing her that she’d take her husband away from her?"Ayanna," Talia called out, stopping her. She stood up and walked over to Ayanna, her expression was fierce because

Before getting into the car, Anderson finally turned around and looked back.The police cars blocked most of his view, but he could still see Ayanna lying in a pool of blood through the dispersing crowd. She was lying on her back, looking incredibly peaceful, with no trace of bitterness.Ayanna...Ollie, who sat in the limousine, called out for his father to get in, saying that the dead person is the nasty lady.He paused for a moment before getting into the car.Once they got back to the Templeton Villa, Anderson felt an inexplicable unease. He felt a sense of satisfaction, but every time he closed his eyes, he saw the image of Ayanna’s death. Turning over, he wanted to embrace Talia, thinking that perhaps having sex would stop his mind from wandering.Talia ducked out of his reach.She kept a three-feet distance from her husband. Looking up at the dark ceiling, she said in a flat tone that she was tired.For the first time, she was afraid, finding her husband too ruthless.

"I was too late!"I can't bring her back, but I can at least give you the beating you deserve."…Noah grabbed Anderson by the collar.He swung his fist and punched the latter over and over again, breaking his victim’s nose.With each punch, he hurled a vicious curse.By the end, both men were covered in blood, Noah's fists raw and bleeding, but he felt no pain. He just wanted Anderson to suffer. On top of that, he wanted him to wake up.Anderson lay sprawled on the carpet, gasping for breath, his body drenched in blood.Noah delivered a final brutal kick and spat. "You killed the woman who loved you from the bottom of her heart."Finally, his eyes reddened with emotion.His hands trembled as he took out a cigarette pack and lighter before lighting a cigarette. He no longer wanted to waste words on someone like Anderson. He left the latter a word before he walked away.He said he would be waiting for Anderson to come find him.The door to the private room opened and then sl

A week later, Charles came to Brookesville on a business trip. Originally, he planned to leave as soon as his business was concluded. Last time, he was deeply hurt by Renata. He might’ve missed her occasionally, but he’d never set aside his pride easily unless she took the initiative to reconcile.He thought about it over and over again and was truly surprised when she asked Jake to mediate the fight between them.On the night before he left Brookesville, Charles stood by the window and read the newspaper. His dark blue shirt was impeccably crisp and well-fitted. He had yet to be forty years old. So, he was young and promising. He also exuded a charming and affectionate aura. He received no fewer than ten calls from women in a week.However, he no longer entertained these women.Jake poured a cup of tea and placed it on the small side table next to the sofa. Speaking gently, he said, "You've been busy for a whole week. Why don't you take some time to relax? It’s not like you do

Charles was already in a bad mood, to begin with. Seeing Anderson made it even worse, especially since the latter was drinking with prostitutes.A young and beautiful girl sat on Anderson’s lap, gently coaxing him to drink, and he looked quite charming and affectionate, too! Charles felt uncomfortable witnessing this scene.Heh! Daphne’s biological father was here drinking with a prostitute while his ex-wife was at home changing diapers for her. She was even willing to sacrifice herself to marry a balding man in his fifties for the baby’s sake.In a fit of anger, he took action. Though he was a cultured man, he had a slender and strong physique, which meant he was more than capable of subduing Anderson. He grabbed Anderson’s collar and pinned him against the wall with ease, his voice carrying a hint of chilliness, "You’re enjoying yourself quite an awful lot, Anderson! Your mistress died and left behind an orphan and yet you're here drinking with a prostitute."Mistress… Orph