Dylan Young held her tightly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here. Don't forget what your husband does; if she makes any move, I will know. With me here, I won't let her hurt you in the slightest."
Nell Harris pressed her face against Dylan's chest, feeling the warmth from his body. After a while, she calmed down a bit.
He asked, "You... Dylan, how do you know so clearly?"
Dylan lowered his head, looking at her seriously, and said, "Because... that woman is my brother's wife."
Nell exclaimed, "What?"
His brother's wife, isn't that... his sister-in-law?
Dylan worried Nell might think he would side with Fristy Davis, so he quickly said, "Wife, don't be afraid. I'm your husband, and you are the most important to me. That woman, called Fristy Davis, married into the Young Family 10 years ago. I really find her disgusting. Please don't think I would help her; even without you, I wouldn't help that slut."
Nell's hand trembled slightly. Slut?
Dylan really... loathes that woman!
