Worried

William grabbed her wrist and pulled her against his strong chest. He looked down at her, looked at every line on her beautiful face, and spoke softly.

"How does Madison know your phone number?"

"It's not difficult to know a person's number. Besides, she used to be a model for my agency."

William Jackson's eyebrows furrowed slightly, his face filled with love for Jennifer. But when he recalled the messages on the phone that Madison Anderson sent, he was extremely angry. Madison blatantly sent her an emotional photo of the two of them the day before and said: she is a shameless person, interjecting between him and Madison. Apparently, Madison still hasn't really come to her senses.

After a while, he spoke softly:

"Wife, don't get me wrong. That picture is a thing of the past."

Jennifer looked up at him, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"William, you are so stupid, you can't misunderstand, the brother of now and the brother of the past, I can realize. I am not angry at what s