She stood face to face with her husband with visible rage. She pulled him by his collar, but her strength wasn’t sufficient to move her husband an inch.
“You damned bastard...!” she shouted as she clenched her fists. “How dare you to—!”
He pushed her back, releasing her hands from his collars. He pulled her by her dress collar and threw her away. Judecah fell, hitting the ground flat.
“You dare to say that to me?” the archduke said as he walked to her and stomped her right hand. “Say that again… I dare you—!”
“YOU DAMNED BASTARD!”
“Why you…”
The archduke lifted her up and threw her body to the floor again.
“He’s merciless… Even for his own wife,” Vixon thought. “No wonder why she’s like that...”
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