Whitewash. (part2)

Madison Anderson and her, the two of them were talking for a while, when her husband came over. Four people, eight eyes looking at each other in a room, the atmosphere began to become tense.

Her husband frowned and walked to her side, coldly saying:

"Madison, where are you doing?"

"William, you're here, by the way. Your wife, she looks nice but her heart is no different from the devil."

"Madison, I won't allow you to insult my wife."

"William, did you know that the clip that's going viral on the internet is because she made up people to slander me? It ruined my reputation."

William looked at Madison, coldly smiled and asked back:

"Your honor? What about my wife's honor? What did you do to my wife, did you forget so quickly?"

Madison looked up at him, a glint of deep pain in the depths of her eyes. Tears welled up in the corner of my eye as well.

"I do it all because I love you so much... I..."

"It's better if you don't say any more words. The more I say the more I disgust