Chapter 399

"Shelly…" "Stop calling my name! What are you, a ghost haunting me all day?" Shelmaine shot back, her voice sharp and decisive. "It's already generous of me not to kick you out last night, and now you're using my kitchen! On what grounds?" "Aren't I your husband?" For a moment, Shelmaine was taken aback by his audacity. Samuel stepped closer, pinning her against the wall. He lowered his head and held her hands to his face. "If you're upset, just hit me. You can beat me to death if you want." His gaze was intense, fixed solely on her. Shelmaine bit her lip, stunned into silence as she stared at him. "Stop acting." "I'm not acting, Shelly. I genuinely know I was wrong. That video was edited, and I didn't spend the night at a hotel with her." "And what about those two years? You pampered her, threw money at her, and then told me it was all just a game. You weren't serious—just like with Natasha. You never loved her—it was all a performance!" Shelmaine scoffed coldly and continued