In front of the ER, Brandon''s usually neat hair was a mess, his shirt untucked, and bloodstains all over it.


    Across from him, Theodore''s bloodshot eyes were full of hate. A slim figure clung to his waist, and his clenched fist, veins bulging, hung at his side. "Is this your idea of handling it?" Theodore''s fist cracked. "Vanessa, let go. I''ll kill him!" Phoebe suddenly recognized Vanessa. She wasn''t jealous, given the tense situation. Phoebe noticed Vanessa''s empty hands, but there was no ring. She smiled bitterly.


    No matter how much she tried not to care, it didn''t work.


    "Theodore, Taylor''s still in the ER. Don''t do this. If she hears you and Brandon fighting, she won''t be at ease," Vanessa pleaded. Theodore''s anger surged. Seeing the blood on Brandon made him uneasy.


    All that blood was Taylor''s. How badly was she hurt?


    "How could you be so cruel? She''s your wife!" Theodore raged. He knew how much Brandon protected Marlowe and Bishop.@@novelbin@@


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