Duncan was livid, his fists clenched tightly as he stared at Grace, his wife, who was casually flirting with Hansen in front of him.
"What’s the matter? Jealous?" Grace said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "You don’t need to be. What have you done to make me happy, huh? You can’t even last five minutes in bed," she added, her lips curling into a mocking smile.
"You're my wife! How could you stoop so low as to flirt with Hansen? What’s your plan? Heading to a hotel with him?"
"Of course. What else? I’m looking for some fun," Grace said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.
"You’re unbelievable! A wife without shame!" Duncan shouted, his face red with rage.
Grace chuckled softly, her laughter cutting through Duncan's anger. "Oh, you’re mad? Jealous, maybe? That’s exactly how Ethan fee
