Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1900

"What is the meaning of this?" Hugo asked with a half-smile. Taylor suddenly lost his smile.

"We're married." Abigail disliked beating around the bush. They had to tell him sooner or later, so it was better to face him directly.

Hugo straightened up and gazed at Taylor expressionlessly, his eyes turning fierce again. "You do know Abigail is my fiancée, don't you?

"You bastard! My sister suffered so much because of you, and now you take my fiancée away too. Are you even human?"

Taylor was scolded so badly that he was unable to lift his head and slightly loosened his grip on Abigail's hand. He was indeed overwhelmed by happiness and completely forgot about the two siblings.

Sharing this news with them at this moment was like rubbing salt into their wounds; it was indeed inappropriate.

But Abigail thought otherwise. She held Taylor's hand even tighter and solemnly declared her stance. "Get your facts right; I never agreed to get engaged to you, and Taylor is not Lucy's boyfriend. We're both single, so what's wrong with us getting married?"

"It's just wrong!" Hugo became agitated again. "I already told Aiden that I would marry you before he threw me into the sea, so you're my fiancée. Taylor harmed my sister—what right does he have to pursue his happiness now?"

He strode forward and pointed at Taylor, scolding. "You're a scumbag and a hypocrite. Give my sister her dignity back!"

Such a big commotion had caught the attention of the Newtons upstairs. The family of four stood by the railing on the second floor, silently watching.

Under Hugo's accusations, the condemnation of conscience pressed on Taylor's shoulders like a mountain. Taylor was suffocated by the pressure. The man who once stood tall now hunched over, not even daring to straighten his back.

Abigail was infuriated to see him look so pathetic. She took out her phone and unlocked it. After a few clicks, she tossed it onto the couch beside Hugo.

Taylor glanced at Abigail and finally found the courage to speak up. "Whether you believe it or not, I have already sent someone to find the best psychologist. Lucy is my friend, and I won't ignore her.

"Don't hold a grudge against Abigail. Everything she said and did was for me. If you want to hate someone, hate me."

He was a man, and he wouldn't let a woman bear the burden for him.

Hugo didn't respond as he silently walked toward his room on the second floor. He suddenly stopped in the hallway and muttered softly with his back to them. "Sorry."

Then, he turned and rushed into his room, locking himself inside.