The husband's face contorted with rage at his wife's blasphemous confession. His hands shook as he gripped the door frame even harder, the knuckles weren't just white but he was even feeling pain, however, the physical pain was no way near the emotional pain in his heart.
"Eva, you... you...' He struggled to form a coherent response, his mind reeling from the betrayal.
If he had a Dao heart, he would have driven into irreversible Qi Deviation.
"You have devolved into a shameless harlot, worshiping this... this... monster's cock like some depraved cultist!"
He spat the words, his normally weak voice growing shrill with fury.
"What's happened to you, woman? Where is your shame, dignity, and virtue... Has your mind been eaten away by this... This... This Alan's seed?"
The husband's hands dropped to his sides, and he leaned forward, his chest heaving with each labored breath.
