Shane's voice and harsh curses jolted Cammila awake from all her wild fantasies. She screamed hysterically, seeing Shane beat Jonathan black and blue and lying helpless on the floor. Blood was everywhere, spurting from his torn nose and lips.
“How dare you touch my wife, huh?”
“Shane, let him go. What are you doing? I'm not your wife."
“Shut up, b***h. You were still my wife before I kicked you out of my life."
“You're being unfair. You throw me away like trash, but you don't let anyone else have me. Let go, Jonathan. Or I'll call the police.”
Shane didn't care about Cammila's threat. He continued to beat Jonathan to vent all the anger that had been building in his heart for days ago. Blame Cammila and those damn bastards for picking the wrong day to mess with him.
“I said stop!”
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