"Anna Jadwin, you always help others and oppose me." Wayne Bailey's eyes narrowed, aching to strangle her.
Helping Maxwell Cameron in front of him, helping Raphael Bailey in front of him!
Why wasn't it him, Wayne Bailey?!
Anna Jadwin pressed her chest, her face pale from pain.
"You're just an ungrateful, wild wolf."
In the past two weeks, he had given her everything she wanted, yet she was still plotting against him, thinking about divorce.
His heart ached so much that he almost couldn't control himself from choking her.
"Look carefully, who is your husband! You dare to seduce the third young master of the Baileys?!"
"No, I..."
Anna Jadwin tried to say something, but suddenly her vision went black, and she lost consciousness.
Wayne's anger surged in his brain, instantly freezing, holding Anna in his arms, and shaking her violently: "Anna Jadwin, Anna Jadwin—"
Carrying her horizontally, he rushed to the living room at the fastest speed.
