"Are you showing that you don't even care about your current wife? What else can I expect out of you, Mr. Shawn Johnson?" Javier answered with his voice turning to sneer.
"At first, you had an affair with her and left my brilliant mother. But you weren't actually ready for that too. You never divorced her or set her free." Javier's eyes shone with the unnatural mist that had replaced his smirk already.
Walking with his gun in his hand, he sat on the chair again, without tearing his eyes from his father, "Afterwards, you openly declared that you will keep your mistress in the house and she has given birth to a girl. Without even divorcing mother, you literally married that fucking Shirley! And now, you are saying this on my face that you don't even care about her?"
"Then what was the need to break my family into pieces, Shawn Johnson?" Javier's veins were already popping out.
He was enraged and there wasn't a way to actually come at this point.
