The smile on Chris's face soon disappeared. Aha. Well, it's expected. If she were such an easy target, then she wouldn't be able to have Scott Anderson falling for her. He thought, then he resumed his smiley face and said, "I don't give up easily, Mr. Anderson."
"She's mine. We are married."
"Well, people divorce."
"You think you can take her away from me?"
"I can take her anywhere as long as she wants to."
"Ha. I'd suggest you stop your unrealistic fantasy."
"How come you are so confident?" Chris sneered.
"Shouldn't I be? She's my woman, utterly, completely, both body and heart. Even if I dump her one day, I won't allow other men to touch her either." Scott said in an unquestionable tone. "Mr. Butler, I don't know what your intention is, but I can assure you that as long as I live, she can never be yours."
"It seems like Mr. Anderson has fallen in love."
"I just don't like people to have what's mine, simple as that."
