“Steven, if you’re a man, then make your words count. Divorce Isabella now. Don’t make me look down on you.” My tone softened, losing its initial fervor.
After speaking, I shot Isabella a look that said, “Trust me”. But Isabella avoided my gaze. She lowered her head and remained silent. Who knew what was running through her head.
“I’m not a man, hahaha, Dr. William, speak only if you have facts. Whether I’m a man or not, Isabella should know. What do you say…”
As Steven spoke, he actually dared to reach his hand into Isabella’s skirt right in front of me. Isabella stretched out a hand intending to block him, but just as she raised her hand, Steven’s fierce slap landed on her.
“Steven, you motherfucker. I will kill you!”
Raging anger boiled over as the scene unfolded. How could I hold
