Jessica could not understand why Forrest would think that she was at another man's house.
She admitted that she had lied to him, but it was all because he tortured her so badly. Anyway, she was back home now.
"Say something. Is it because I've gotten it right and you can't refute what I'm saying?" Forrest asked aggressively.
"Forrest, you b*stard.” Jessica was too exhausted to argue with him anymore.
She slid down the bed with difficulty and used the bedsheet to cover her body.
However, her legs were trembling in pain. It felt as though she would pass out the next moment.
"Where are you going?"
Forrest gripped her wrist. "I'm asking you. Where are you going at this hour? Are you going to look for that man?"
“You're crazy.”
Jessica could no longer stand him. Every word of his resembled a knife that pierced through her chest. "Forrest, to you, am I a shameless, despicable woman without a moral baseline? Is it because I forced you to marry me? Please think about it. If I wanted to trick you to sleep with me, would I have had to risk it with my marriage?
What good would it do me? Would you feel better by thinking so badly of me? I have no idea why you’ve become like this.”
Her eyes reddened in spite of herself.
Although the man she used to love was a bit cold and did not smile much, he had a pure heart.
He would give other women the cold shoulder and the best of himself to Jessica.
He would stand by her side no matter what.
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