*Hope*
“What the f**k ? Your wife ?” I seriously can’t believe my ears. Feelings like anger, pain and complete devastation are fighting for first place in my mind.
“Baby, please … let me”. The force when my hand connects with his cheek snaps his head sideways, a red handprint instantly blooming on his skin.
My voice is shaking with anger, so it seems like anger won for now. “Oh do not baby me ... your wife ... who the hell do you think you are ? You f*****g bastard … you you dog … No that was mean to dogs”.
“Hope please ... just let me explain. Yeah she is my wife, but …”. I cut him off again with a new slap to the same cheek.
This one makes him cradle his cheek, bending over with a very pained expression. “f**k ... f**k ... f*****g s**t woman, that hurts”.
“Good ... you deserve pain
