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He clenched his fists, letting out a bitter laugh. "Shirley, I did it all for you!"

Mrs. Olsen felt she was going insane. "For me, you wanted to kill my daughter? Taylor, you maniac! You..."

The next moment, Taylor was on top of her, pinning down both of her hands.

Mrs. Olsen had been unconscious for two full days; she now lay there powerless, looking at Taylor as he suddenly leaned in, panic rising in her voice. "You, what are you going to do?"

"Shirley, we've been husband and wife for 22 years, and you've never let me touch you... I'm not going to do anything; I'm just exercising my rights as a husband!"

After saying this, he buried his head in the nape of her neck!

At this moment, he trembled with excitement throughout his body!

No one knew what it felt like for such repressed love, when it was finally about to be obtained, after so many years!

He took a deep breath, showing a twisted and satisfied smile.

Mrs. Olsen struggled. "Taylor, you've lost your mind! Let me go!"

"I haven't lost my mind!"

Taylor said with suppressed agony, "To melt your heart, I've waited for 22 years! Even a stone should have warmed up by now, but you haven't... Shirley, you're the one who's too heartless!"

Mrs. Olsen closed her eyes. "When you first wanted to be with me, I told you, my heart would never stir for you..."

Taylor laughed. "I did say that all I wanted was to be with you, that seeing you every day was my greatest happiness. But Shirley, people change... When I got to see you every day, I wanted more... Especially when I saw you with a growing belly, with Sam's child getting bigger every day... Do you know how crazy I felt? I always thought how wonderful it would be if that child was ours."

Mrs. Olsen was pinned down by him, unable to move her body.

But hearing these words, she suddenly understood something. "You knew early on that Poppy had switched the babies?!"

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In theory, such an error was impossible in hospitals. Poppy was struggling even to afford meals back then, so how could she have had the means to do such a thing?!

By now, Taylor had nothing to deny anymore.

He lowered his eyes. "I just hinted to her that only if the child was yours, I would acknowledge it; otherwise, hers was just a bastard. It was her idea to swap the babies, and I was just helping her cover it up. Otherwise, with so many nurses in the hospital, what if they saw her?"

"Maniac, you maniac!!"

Mrs. Olsen was so furious she grit her teeth, tears rolling down her face.

She could never have imagined that this man, who had always been so accommodating and seemingly devoted to her, who had been by her side for more than 22 years, taking up almost half of her life, could do such a thing!

"I am a maniac, but you drove me to this madness."

After uttering those words, Taylor started to tear at her clothes.

A chill passed over her body, and Mrs. Olsen felt an overwhelming sense of shame and rage.

She struggled fiercely, but was utterly unable to break free from his oppressive grasp...

Taylor seemed to be seeking years of retribution from her body, torturing her bit by bit...

Yet he never went through with the final act...

What was meant to be an intimate act between lovers only made Mrs. Olsen feel wave after wave of coldness.

Taylor looked at her. "Shirley, it's been many years since you last did this. Do you... want it?"

In Mrs. Olsen's eyes, however, there was no trace of desire.

She was still so lucid.

She looked straight at Taylor. "I just feel disgusted."

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The word "disgusted" made Taylor stiffen slightly.

He let out a cold laugh and suddenly stood up.

Mrs. Olsen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that at least this man wasn't completely heartless and deranged.

But in the next instant...

"Slap!"

A vicious slap landed across her face, leaving Mrs. Olsen feeling dizzy, and her vision blurred!

Her ears were ringing...

Taylor's voice seemed to come from afar. "Shirley, since my company can't win your heart, let's see if brainwashing can do the trick! Do you remember Keira before she turned fifteen? How well-behaved she was in the Olsen family! Hahaha..."

Upon hearing these words, Mrs. Olsen's vision flashed intensely with the situations Keira faced at home...

The glimpses she had occasionally caught...

Poppy would slap Keira without any reason, or withhold food just as arbitrarily.

And that was only what she had seen; she had heard from the servants that, in private, Poppy was even more ruthless!

She had also heard about a whip Poppy owned, used specifically to lash Keira...

The helpless child, devoid of self-preservation, would curl up, hoping only for Poppy to be in a good mood and spare her...

Those painful memories made Mrs. Olsen clench her fists tightly. "Taylor, you monster!"

She tried to rise from the bed, aiming to rush to the door.

But Taylor caught her around the waist! Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

The door to the ward was right before her eyes, yet she couldn't get out at all!

Mrs. Olsen yelled toward the door, "Help! Nurse, help!"

Taylor just laughed and said, "You were so agitated just now; I've already informed everyone that you couldn't handle your daughter's passing and that you're not in a good mental state. Shirley, keep yelling; even if you scream your throat raw, no one will come..."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Olsen felt her strength leave her, and she collapsed to the floor.

Taylor loomed over her from above.

In the past, he had always looked up to her, but now, this woman had finally fallen from her pedestal.

A flicker of excitement arose within him.

If he could tame her...

Just then, a cell phone rang.

Mrs. Olsen turned her head sharply, looking toward her own phone—it was a call for her!

As she moved to grab it, Taylor snatched her phone, finding that Sam had sent her many messages on WhatsApp.

"What's up?

"Talk to me.

"Are you okay?

"I'm going to the hospital to see you!"

Seeing she hadn't responded for a while, Sam sent her a voice message on WhatsApp, but she didn't pick up, and now he was calling her.

Upon seeing the caller ID on the screen, Taylor's pupils constricted.

He turned fiercely to Mrs. Olsen. "After all these years, you still have his number!"

Mrs. Olsen didn't say a word.

Taylor immediately hung up, then furiously took off his leather belt and lashed it against the side—

"Crack!"

Taylor laughed maniacally/ "Shirley, do you want to taste what it's like to be whipped?"

At the same time, in the lobby of the hospital.

Sam's car came to a screeching halt, and he jumped out, running frantically toward the upstairs ward!