Sarah Sullivan smiled, "This is a great idea."
"No, it's not!" Varley flared up.
"Anthony, what are you talking about?" Mrs. Varley was also angry.
They couldn't believe that Anthony would come up with such a disgraceful idea?
Splitting the family?
Going independent?
Isn't this betrayal?
"What am I talking about? I'm talking about something very serious!"
There wasn't a trace of a smile on Anthony Varley's face: "Now Sarah is my wife, if you don't like her, what can I do? Of course, I would take Sarah and leave, so you don't have to see us anymore! So I want to correct your view, marrying Sarah is my good fortune, you haven't wronged me, on the contrary, I am very grateful for this marriage. My wife and I share honor and disgrace together, and we advance and retreat together!"
Anthony spoke firmly and decisively.
"Anthony! How much do you actually know about this woman? Do you know who she is?"
"What I should know, I know. She is my wife."
