Five Years Wasted Now They Beg Her Back novel Chapter 191

Ethan suddenly flew into a rage, smashing his wine glass on the floor.

The glass shattered.

Shards flew everywhere.

A few drops of red wine splattered on Grace's face, trickling down her cheek.

Grace looked at the crazed man, her eyes filled with disgust.

“Ethan, did you ever really love me?”

Ethan froze, seemingly caught off guard by the question.

“Love? Of course I loved you!”

He crouched down, reaching for Grace's shoulders.

“If I didn't love you, would I have married you?”

“If I didn't love you, would I have kept your room untouched for the past five years?”

“Grace, you are my wife, and you always will be!”

Grace turned her head, avoiding his touch.

“Your love? Is it forcing me to donate bone marrow to your precious Lilian? Is it celebrating her birthday while I was lying in a hospital bed?”

“Is your love watching me get my leg broken, then forcing me to sign divorce papers?”

With every word, her voice grew colder.

“Ethan, don't you dare insult the word ‘love’.”

“You only love yourself.”

“This whole devoted act you're putting on now is just because I don't love you anymore.”

“It's because I'm someone else's wife. You just can't stand it.”

“You're pathetic.”

A sharp crack echoed through the room.

He slapped Grace hard across the face.

Her head snapped to the side, and a trickle of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Ethan was breathing heavily, his hand still trembling.

“Shut up! Just shut up!”

“You're mine! No one can take you from me!”

It was as if she had struck a nerve. He became completely hysterical.

He grabbed a fistful of Grace's hair, forcing her to look up.

His once-handsome face was now twisted into a demonic mask.

“Since you say I don't love you, since you call me a monster.”

“Then I'll be the monster you think I am.”

“Damien's looking for you, isn't he?”

“What do you think will happen when he sees the woman he cares about... enjoying herself under his rival?”

“Will he go insane?”

Ethan's other hand started tearing at the buttons of Grace's coat.

With a rip...

The sleeve of her blouse was torn, and Grace's pupils contracted in shock.

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