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Taylor halted; he put down that bleeding hand and looked again at Mrs. Olsen, meeting her calm gaze, knowing that any further argument was useless.

He clenched his fists, letting out a bitter laugh. “Shirley, I did it all for you!”

Mrs. Olsen felt she was going insane. “For me, you wanted to kill my daughter? Taylor, you maniac! You…”

The next moment, Taylor was on top of her, pinning

down both of her hands.

Mrs. Olsen had been unconscious for two full days; she now lay there powerless, looking at Taylor as he suddenly leaned in, panic rising in her voice. “You, what are you going to do?”

“Shirley, we’ve been husband and wife for 22 years, and you’ve never let me touch you… I’m not going to do anything; I’m just exercising my rights as a husband!”

After saying this, he buried his head in the nape of her

neck!

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At this moment, he trembled with excitement

throughout his body!

No one knew what it felt like for such repressed love, when it was finally about to be obtained, after so many years!

He took a deep breath, showing a twisted and satisfied smile.

Mrs. Olsen struggled. “Taylor, you’ve lost your mind! Let me go!”

“I haven’t lost my mind!”

Taylor said with suppressed agony, “To melt your heart, I’ve waited for 22 years! Even a stone should have warmed up by now, but you haven’t… Shirley, you’re the one who’s too heartless!”

Mrs. Olsen closed her eyes. “When you first wanted to be with me, I told you, my heart would never stir for

you…”

Taylor laughed. “I did say that all I wanted was to be with you, that seeing you every day was my greatest happiness. But Shirley, people change… When I got to see you every day, I wanted more… Especially when I

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bigger every day… Do you know how crazy I felt? I

always thought how wonderful it would be if that child

was ours.”

him, unable

these words, she suddenly understood something. “You knew

switched the babies?!”

baby born would have

to afford meals back then, so how

thing?!

nothing to deny anymore.

that only if the child was yours, I would acknowledge it; otherwise, hers was just a bastard. It was her idea to swap the babies, and I was just helping her cover it

the hospital, what if they

“Maniac, you maniac!!”

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grit her teeth, tears. rolling down

who had always been so accommodating and seemingly devoted to her, who had been by her side for more than 22 years, taking up almost half of her life, could

a maniac, but you drove me

words, Taylor

her clothes.

body, and Mrs. Olsen felt an

to break free from

be seeking years of retribution from her body, torturing her bit by

he never went through

meant to be an intimate act

made Mrs. Olsen feel wave after wave of

looked at her. “Shirley, it’s been

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this. Do you…

there was

desire.

still so lucid.

Taylor. “I just feel

word “disgusted” made

let out a cold laugh and suddenly stood

eeling that at least this man

in the next

“Slap!”

face, leaving Mrs. Olsen feeling

were ringing…

“Shirley, my company can’t win your heart, let’s see if nwashing can do the trick! Do you remember

family!

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Mrs. Olsen’s vision flashed intensely with the situations

she had

reason, or withhold food just as

seen; she had heard from the

a whip Poppy owned, used specifically to lash

up, hoping only for

Olsen clench

tried to rise from the bed, aiming to rush

door.