"Hey, get your dirty hands off me! Don't touch me!"
Taylor struggled hard to break free from William's grip.
"Stop pretending! I know it was you. You did all this, right?" William yelled madly. "You seduced me first and then pretended to surrender to my wife. All you've ever wanted from the very beginning was to sow discord between us. Your ultimate goal is to replace her and marry me. But I'm telling you, there's no way I can accept you as my wife. You won't succeed!"
William's reversal of the situation was really wonderful. His wife's face softened a lot, and she seemed hesitant now.
This old pervert actually complained first, and then put the blame on his victim.
Taylor looked at William's shameless face, gritting her teeth in anger.
If her hand wasn't held by him, she would have slapped him hard.
But before she could make a move, someone snatched her away from him.
