"Then what are you going to do?" Kris Cooper spread his hands wide, "Should I tell her, Vera, you might have been raped before?"
As he spoke the last few words, his teeth clenched together, squeezing the words through tightly.
This matter is from a time long past, and there's no way to investigate it.
But whenever he thinks about it, it feels like a thorn stuck in his throat, stirring a murderous impulse within him.
His woman, how could she be treated like this?!
"Or, it could be a way."
Andre Colin's tone was exceedingly calm.
Kris Cooper's fingers twitched, the hand resting on the table tensed, and he abruptly stood up from his chair, frowning as he stared at Andre Colin.
"Were it not for the fact that you're my brother, your nose would be broken right now!"
