"You're sick, go get treated, you beast!" Nana Monty felt the phone hidden in her clothes vibrating, but she couldn't answer it.
In a panic, she reached out and slapped it; whether it connected or not, a signal would be good!
After the slap, the phone stopped vibrating.
She didn't know whether it connected or hung up.
Let's just assume it connected!
Nana Monty shouted loudly, "Timothy Kyler, let go of me! If you dare touch me, you'll die a horrible death and end up in hell. Timothy Kyler, you bastard..."
Jayden Maguire, whose eyes had been glued to the TV, finally turned around and saw Timothy Kyler messing with Nana Monty. Instinctively, he rushed over, "Big brother, let go of my wife right now. Don't you dare bully her."
"Hahaha, how about we bully your wife together?" Timothy Kyler said with his flirty eyes, exuding a wicked aura.
"No way, I want to protect my wife, no one else is allowed to bully her."
Jayden Maguire grabbed Timothy Kyler's hand and tried to pry it off.
