Sarah Sullivan suddenly felt a little nauseous.
But she couldn't throw up.
Otherwise, if her aunt saw it, wouldn't she think she was already pregnant?
Victor Quinn's look of infatuation was suddenly replaced with a sinister, angry expression.
He croaked in a low roar, "So, sister-in-law, why do you not follow the decorum of a virtuous wife! Why did you do something so wrong to me! Why did you commit adultery with a man!"
Sarah was stunned.
Aren't you the seducer who wants to mess around with me?
What right do you have to ask me this?
If I were a virtuous wife, if I were chaste, what would you have to do with it?
This man is really ridiculous.
Bad enough.
Yet so stupid...
"Are you feeling guilty? I saw everything last night! I saw those men's slippers! Don't think Florence Varley covering for you will let you get away with this!"
Victor Quinn's voice sounded a bit deranged.
