"You're the least qualified person in this house to say that to me. If you can't stand me, then don't eat. I cooked everything here on this table, so who are you to tell me not to eat?" "You're a joke. I'm the one who paid for everything you're eating, wearing, and using. Do you think you could enjoy this kind of wealthy lifestyle if it weren't for me?"

Helen's eyes turned red. "Do you really think being your wife is such a joy? Ethan, you're just too full of yourself."

Smack!

Ethan could not hold back his anger any longer and slapped Helen across the face, causing her to wince in pain. The force of the impact was so big that her face was turned to the side.

She touched her cheek incredulously. After all these years, he had never laid a hand on her. Did that mean he was fed up with her already?

"You hit me... You actually hit me. When you proposed to me, Ethan, you said you'd always be good to me. Turns out it was all lies... I can't believe I trusted you so much. In the end, it was all just wishful thinking on my part."

If I had

could not believe he would say such a thing. When they were younger, he used to say he enjoyed her talking to him all the time; it made his world feel

all my

sat quietly in her chair, silently

down and resumed eating. He wondered if she was going through menopause since she was always causing such a scene. After slapping her, she seemed to snap out

to worry about these matters anymore, she immersed herself in the final stages of the production as if she had never received

you take a

for understanding lighting and shadows, they would always consult her before adjusting

react. Especially in social situations, she tended to be reserved and took time to warm up to people. In reality, she was actually a very kind-hearted person; she

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