Chapter 198: She Left, He Will Die

Wayne Bailey clenched his weak hands into fists, forcing out a voice from his throat: "I don't agree."

Letting his wife go on a break and watch her throw herself into another man's arms? Impossible!

"Then there's only one path - a cold war, with no end in sight." Anna Jadwin scoffed, "Raphael Bailey, let's go."

"Where?" Raphael Bailey looked bewildered, sitting in his chair.

"I'm tired. I want to sleep," Anna Jadwin turned and walked away, avoiding suspicion by going to stay in the guest bedroom.

She was only saying this to sti~mulate Wayne Bailey...

Raphael Bailey was sti~mulated beyond comprehension, feeling as if his blood was gushing and he was going to have a nosebleed.

After only a few steps, an ashtray was thrown to the ground before him.

He turned around to see Wayne Bailey's terrifying, demonic face: "Brother, trust me, I'll know my limits and won't overstep."