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She truly felt exhausted. All she wanted was a divorce! 

She had never imagined that one day, she would be in so much pain simply because she couldn’t leave Damian. 

She thought, at this moment, what she needed was to get drunk. 

When Roberto called, Claudine was at the bar on the top floor of the hotel. 

“Where are you?” 

Roberto asked. 

“What’s up? Is something wrong?” 

The soft music, combined with Claudine’s voice tinged with alcohol, sounded intoxicating to Roberto. 

For a moment, Roberto’s heart was in turmoil. 

He cleared his throat and said, “Didn’t we agree to go to the reunion together? I’m here to pick you up.” 

Claudine had completely forgotten about it. 

“Alright, wait for me a moment. I’ll come down right away.” 

At that moment, Roberto was waiting outside Claudine’s room. After hanging up, he waited for her there. 

Not long after, Claudine came out of the elevator. 

Wearing high heels and probably tipsy from drinking, Claudine’s steps were a bit unsteady. 

Roberto stepped forward and supported Claudine. 

“Careful!” 

Claudine thanked him softly. 

Even after drinking, she knew she needed to keep a proper distance with Roberto. She steadied herself and smiled. 

“I’m fine. My room is just ahead.” 

At this point, Roberto withdrew his hand. 

“Let me walk you back to your room.” 

Damian stepped out of the elevator and immediately saw Claudine and Roberto walking side by side toward the hotel 

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As soon as Damian finished speaking, he strode over to the two of them. 

He swung his fist at Roberto’s face, putting all his strength into the blow. 

Roberto was completely unprepared, staggered back two steps, and fell straight to the ground. 

Before Roberto could get up, Damian had already grabbed his collar and pinned him against the wall. 

“Roberto, you really deserve to die!” 

Damian had no idea what exactly was fueling the fire of rage burning in his chest. 

All he knew was that the scene he had just witnessed kept attacking his composure and reason. 

He punched Roberto again and again, leaving Roberto completely powerless to fight back. 

But at that moment, Damian was struck on the head. 

He looked down at the shattered pieces at his feet and slowly turned his head. 

Claudine was still holding the remaining half of the vase in her hand. 

The commotion in the hotel corridor quickly attracted the staff. 

Damian spoke through gritted teeth. 

“Drop it now!” 

Claudine was trembling uncontrollably. 

Just moments ago, when she saw Damian rush over to attack Roberto, all she could think about was saving Roberto. 

She only thought that this suffocating marriage should not drag anyone else down. 

She had reached out and grabbed the vase placed in the corridor, and without any hesitation, smashed it at Damian. 

Before the hotel staff arrived, Damian snatched the remaining half of the vase from Claudine’s hand. 

It was at that moment that his hand was cut. 

He grabbed Claudine’s wrist and said, “For another man, you want to kill me? Claudine, this is the real reason you want a divorce, isn’t it? 

“If I hadn’t come here today, would you have slept with this man?” 

With a loud slap, Claudine’s palm landed hard on Damian’s face. 

The slap sent Damian’s face turning to the side. 

It took him a moment to straighten up, his bloodied hand clamped around Claudine’s neck, pinning her against the 

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Damian’s bloodshot eyes stared fiercely at the woman beneath him, the bulging veins on the back of his hand extend- ing all the way up his forearm. 

Even now, Claudine still refused to bow her head to him. 

Her face was flushed red from suffocation, her features twisted in pain. 

But in her eyes, there was only resentment and defiance. 

Damian’s grip grew tighter and tighter, his mind consumed by the thought that if he hadn’t shown up today, his wife would have slept with another man. 

“Mr. Barrette!” 

The hotel lobby manager arrived with other staff members. 

“Mr. Barrette, let go, please let go, Mrs. Barrette is about to pass out!” 

Morgan Oliver had heard from the front desk that there was trouble in the corridor. At first, he didn’t think much of it, and leisurely came over with two security guards after getting out of the elevator. 

Who would have thought that, upon approaching, he would see that the one causing the commotion was Bronzevale, the president of the Barrette Group. 

He jogged over, afraid that if he was even a second too late, someone might die. 

Several people tried to pull Damian away, but his hand was like a vise, clamped tightly around Claudine. 

At that moment, Damian had lost all reason. Claudine’s defiance only further provoked him, and his grip grew even 

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