Why I - Lost my temper

I could not take it anymore. Seeing the brute scum of a man being married to my love, Daisy. All of this built up tension, years in the making, it had to come out someway. I did not want it to be like it was, in front of Daisy, but looking back on it, there is no way I could have kept it in. If I did my head would surely pop right off. I simply did not believe Daisy when she said she once loved that man. She was using him, not loving him. How does a woman fall for a such a man like Tom? I should have told the old sport to jump off a bridge the second I met him, knowing what he did to me and Daisy. I cannot put Daisy at fault. She did what she had to do, but it drove me to pure insanity. Tom, that bastard, trying to expose me in front of Daisy. Who the hell does he think he is?  If I had to do it again, I might have punched the old sport so hard his skull would break in two. I was not or disappointed, the situation Tom put me in brought me pure rage. As I went to Daisy, I had to keep my composure and keep her on my side. If she knew the things I had done, she surely would not stay with me. Daisy is a woman with high standards. She deserves much more than the brute she is with. I felt as if I was a volcano, keeping its cool until just at the snap of the fingers, explodes.