Anderson returned to Templeton Villa.

He parked his car and returned to his own place immediately. He opened the door to the master bedroom and saw Talia doing some cleaning. Under normal circumstances, she was gentle and delicate, able to maintain a handle over both household matters and otherwise.

He closed the door.

She could tell something was wrong by reading his expression. His hand was clutching a scarf, too. She couldn’t help but take a step back.

“You haven’t been home for two whole days, Anderson. You didn’t even care about your son’s well-being… And now you’re going to start acting like a madman the moment you come back?”

She said that, but she was just trying to put on a brave face.

Smacking her stuff out of her hand, he proceeded to slap her so hard that she fell on the bed.

Talia leaned on the bed and was unable to get back up for a long time. There was a loud ringing in her ears. Then, she saw a document being flung at the side of her feet before she heard his