But now, she's actually being kept by another man!
To William Shaw, this is simply a betrayal!
Woman!
Why are you degrading yourself!
Sarah Sullivan glanced at William Shaw and sighed in her heart.
Why do I keep running into this wretched mess?
Such bad luck!
"Mr. Shaw, what advice do you have for me this time? Go ahead, what new tricks have you thought up to disgust me now?"
"Sarah! Aren't you ashamed at all? You—"
William Shaw was about to say more, but suddenly his words got stuck in his throat.
Because he suddenly saw something on Sarah Sullivan's neck that shocked him!
A hickey!
William Shaw was no novice, now he was a seasoned player in the field of romance.
Of course, he knew what this ambiguous mark represented!
It represented passion, intimacy!
The utmost tenderness!
Extremely enchanting!
Previously, William Shaw held onto the fantasy that Sarah might not have betrayed him.
But now?
The fantasy was shattered.
He lost control and got angry.
