A slap from Sebastian silenced the rest of his words.
Raising his phone, Sebastian displayed the latest city news: the woman who had escaped, carrying a virus and seeking social revenge, had already been arrested by the police.}
“Julian, right?” His voice was cold. “If I hear one more filthy word about my wife come out of your mouth, I’ll cut out your tongue and feed it to the dogs.”
Something inside Julian snapped. He suddenly shouted at me, completely unhinged:
“Arielle! You still love me–admit it! Otherwise, you wouldn’t buy condoms in my favorite flavor!“}
“Why lie to yourself and marry another man? Back then, you threw a divorce agreement at me over three damn condoms. I had other anniversary gifts waiting for you! I wanted to surprise you, but you walked away!“}
“I’ve been waiting for you all these years! How can you turn your back on me again?!“}
I had been wrongly accused, humiliated, and assaulted. His outburst was the final straw. I snapped:}
“Julian, have you no shame? You cheated on Vanessa behind my back, and you still dare to claim I abandoned you?“}
His expression faltered, guilt flickering in his eyes.
“I was drunk that day… I didn’t know you’d show up-“>
“Save it!” I cut him off. “You were drunk when you slept with her, but were you drunk when you made balloons out of condoms for our anniversary?“>
“You think I cared about how cheap those gifts were? Do you even dare admit where those condoms came from? Vanessa already told me everything!”
“If you wanted a divorce, you could’ve just said so. But instead, you humiliated me like that–disgusting!“}
“TH
say it again: that flavor was a coincidence. I have no feelings for you anymore. Stop flattering yourself.”}
Stunned, Julian stammered, “Those… those condoms, where did they come from? Of course they were-” Sebastian rolled his eyes and cut him off sharply:
“Enough. I’m standing right here, and you’re talking about ‘waiting‘ for my wife? What’s this? You like having mistresses and being one, too?”
“Sorry to disappoint you, but you’ll never get the chance.“}
His gaze dropped to the discarded strawberry–flavored condom box on the ground, then turned back to me with obvious resentment.) “From now on, nothing strawberry–flavored is allowed in our house. We’re changing the flavor. Tonight.”
I held my forehead, exasperated. I knew this would happen. The irony? He was the one who picked them out in the first place.
It looked like my poor back was doomed.
Sebastian gently kissed my forehead.
“Alright, baby. Don’t waste your breath on your scumbag ex. Let your husband handle this for you.”
His cold stare swept over the crowd.
“Who was the first to lay hands on my wife?”
Manager Holloway and the security guards had already fallen to their knees, trembling.”
“Boss Ward, we’re sorry! We didn’t know she was Madam Ward!”
“We thought she was a delivery woman. We were just following the community’s policies…”
Sebastian sneered:
“A delivery woman? That gives you the right to accuse her of being a diseased prostitute? To carve up her face and cut her tongue?“} “What is this–organized crime? Are your ‘rules‘ above the law?“}
Manager Holloway shook uncontrollably and quickly shifted the blame.
“Boss Ward, it wasn’t us! It was Madam Cross! She said she was a doctor and insisted that the rash on your wife’s arm was a disease symptom. She ordered us to act!”
My son, now safe in my arms, pointed a tiny, furious finger at Vanessa.
“That’s her, Dad! That bad woman wouldn’t let me go to Mommy. She told them to hit Mommy with knives!“}
“She said to cut off Mommy’s face and tongue! Daddy, you have to get revenge for Mommy!“}]
Sebastian turned to Vanessa, fixing her with an icy stare. His lips curled into a dangerous smile.
