Chapter 35

William tuned out everyone else, concentrating solely on cleaning Linda's hand. After he finished, he looked sharply at Vera. "Do you think I'm being unfair to Ida?" he asked, his brows knitting together and his eyes blazing. "I don't even have any ties to her. How could I be unfair to her?" "But aren't you two about to get engaged?" Vera asked, surprised by his reaction. "Engaged? Who told you that?" William replied, fiddling with Linda's hand. A pang of guilt hit him when he saw the scar again. His girl shouldn't have endured such an injury, and it was painful knowing he had caused it. His voice was resolute and unwavering. "I, William Wilson, have only ever wronged one person—Linda Felix. "I won't tolerate anyone spreading false rumors about Ida and me. Ida is nothing more than a pet for my mom to keep occupied. She's deluded if she thinks she'll ever be Mrs. Wilson." William knew Joanne and Ida were both there today. He scanned the surroundings and, turning toward Ida, spoke