Pampered by My Secret Husband

”My brother is a homo~sex~ual, you probably know that too.” Taylor Moore seemed somewhat at a loss for words.

Fluffy Zane nodded. It was because she knew he was homosexual that she found Harrison Moore’s actions towards her all the more disgusting.

”The person who had a relationship with you in the hotel that night wasn’t my brother, it was me...”

After uttering the last two words, Taylor Moore felt his throat choking. He looked at Fluffy Zane cautiously.

Awaiting the final judgment.

Bang—

The coffee cup in Fluffy Zane’s hand suddenly slipped and fell onto the table Surface.

Coffee flowed down the tabletop, drip-drip-dripping onto her skirt.

She couldn’t spare a thought for that, her face pale without a trace of blood, lips trembling, even her voice quivering, ”You... what did you say?”

”Fluffy, are you alright?” Taylor Moore stood up, his hand just about to touch her but she fiercely pushed it away.

”Don’t touch me!” Fluffy Zane sprang up from her chair, which was overturned with great force.

Fluffy Zane staggered step by step backward, looking at him as if he were a snake, unable to believe...

Taylor Moore closed his eyes painfully, standing where he was, not daring to step forward, ”I know this truth is hard for you to accept, but I must tell you, I’ve been hiding it for three years, and throughout these three years, my conscience has never been at peace for even one day. The man you saw in those videos was not my brother, actually... it was me. Bliss is also not my brother’s daughter, but mine.”

If encountering Harrison Moore’s incident for the first time was already a devastating blow to Fluffy Zane,

then Taylor Moore now is no different from making the fragile confidence she barely built to live on suddenly collapse.

Fluffy Zane had nowhere to retreat, her body leaning against the wall, the cold wall giving her support, yet making her feel even more like she was falling into an ice cellar.

”You’re lying! You’re lying!” Fluffy Zane looked at the man in front of her, whose care over the past three years had kept her life in the Moore Family from being too difficult.

It was him who always silently offered her help, without expecting anything in return.

And it was him who meticulously cared for Bliss, comparable to any biological father...

All sorts of it now, looking back, only seemed full of irony to Fluffy Zane!

”Fluffy, I’m sorry... I know whatever I say now is useless. But I am willing to atone for my actions. When Minnie Collins first approached my brother to plan this matter, I could have stopped it, but I didn’t.”

Taylor Moore softly spoke of those past events, his tall figure barely noticeable in its trembling, ”My brother couldn’t touch women. He wanted to find someone else to handle this matter, it was me... it was me who actively suggested that I do it. You’ve loved William Guillen for eight years, I felt sorry for you, and I liked you too. Eight years, and there’s still no result between you two, waiting another eight years, I’m afraid there may still be no result. So why don’t I help you end all this myself?”

Fluffy Zane rushed at him like a madwoman, fighting him desperately, ”How dare you... how dare you make the decision for me? You think you’re a savior? Bastard, you bastard!”

She grabbed the cups and plates on the tabletop and kept throwing them at him, even the knife and fork were tossed at him without reserve.

Taylor Moore stood there, not dodging, just standing in front of her, allowing her to vent.

Exhausted from hitting, voice hoarse from cursing, Fluffy Zane stepped back two steps, looking at his face full of blood, dripped down to the white shirt, blooming into red plum blossoms.