"You!"
Laila reacted like a hen whose tail had been stepped on, exploding in anger, "Who are you calling a mistress? Gavyn and I have always been innocent, we only got together after your marriage!"
"Pure and innocent? Is it pure and innocent to cling to a married man? Is it pure to affectionately call someone else's husband? Or is it pure to hide your history of sleeping with someone before marriage?"
Aylin sneered and took out her phone, waving it around. "I have all your flirtatious records saved on my phone. Do you want me to project them for everyone to see? Let others judge whether you're really as innocent as you claim to be?"
Aylin pursed her red lips, her stunning face exuding coldness from within. Her disdainful gaze fell upon Laila, making her seem like a completely different person from three years ago.