"Come upstairs with me." Sheila had just entered the living room when she heard Brody standing on the stairs calling out to her.
Looking at Brody's gloomy face, she hurriedly followed him upstairs.
"What happened online, explain." As soon as Brody entered the bedroom, his eyes went straight to Sheila , and now everyone was saying he was being cuckolded, how could he stand this anger.
"Brody, listen to me, that's not how it happened. I was just accompanying the director to a dinner, there are other directors, not just the two of us."
"You think I'm stupid, then why is there no one else in the picture, just the two of you?" Brody suddenly raised his voice, frightening Sheila's body trembled, and her angry voice resounded throughout the villa.
"Really, Brody, you have to believe me." Sheila's voice was full of aggression, originally thought Brody would understand her, but now it seems she was overthinking it.
"What do you expect me to believe about you, are you waiting for me to catch you in bed in person before you admit it! You're not without priors!" Brody angrily stepped forward and threw Sheila onto the bed.
They got together, didn't Sheila seduce him to start with.
Sheila, unprepared, knocked her leg on the edge of the bed and immediately bruised it.
"Brody, I can't believe you hit me." Sheila, with tears in her eyes, looked at Brody's hand raised in mid-air with a look of despair.
Brody looked at his palm and still slowly let it go, pounding his fist on the bed.
Sheila looks at the bruises on her legs and tears fall silently.
She didn't expect Brody to hit her, when did she ever suffer such aggression? When she was in love, Brody was always obedient to her in everything, and slowly, Brody was not the same as before.
Before Brody would never hit her, no matter how angry he was.
Brody began by knowing that Sheila has a way with men, otherwise he would not have been compelled by Sheila to abandon Eva, so, when he saw the news, he already suspected that Sheila is cheating on him.
Brody looked at Sheila is more disturbed, simply go directly to the study to sleep.
The next morning, Brody came downstairs and saw that Sheila hadn't made breakfast yet, his face suddenly sank, "Didn't I tell you to get up early, it's not ready yet, let's eat?"
"It'll be ready in a minute." Sheila hurriedly brought out the prepared breakfast.
What happened on the Internet wasn't true, but she got up early to prepare breakfast so that Brody wouldn't suspect any more.
But she hadn't been in the kitchen many times, and not only was she slow, but her results were not good either.
Brody glanced at the blackened omelette, "Can you eat it if you make it like this!" After saying that, he turned around and took his car keys and went out without looking back.
Sheila looks at Brody's back and freezes in place.
If it was in the past, no matter what she made, Brody will praise her, but overnight it all changed.
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