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As he spoke, Damian opened his wallet, pulled out a few bills, and handed them to Conrad. 

Conrad glanced at the money. 

As a man himself, he could easily tell that the man before him was deliberately trying to humiliate him. 

Of course, Conrad would not accept the money. 

He looked at Claudine. “Getting you home safely is enough. Let’s play tennis next time!” 

With that, he turned and left, running to the corner, and even turned back to wave at Claudine. 

“Claudine, goodbye!” 

Claudine felt sorry for Conrad and waved goodbye to him. 

But in her ear, a man’s cold voice sounded. 

“He’s already gone, and you still can’t let go. Am I interrupting something between you two?” 

Claudine’s smile froze on her face. 

The next second, the hand she had just used to wave goodbye landed squarely on Damian’s face. 

“Don’t assume everyone is as filthy as you!” 

Damian, suddenly slapped, looked even more sullen, as if his face could drip water. 

He grabbed Claudine’s wrist and pulled her close. 

“Filthy? 

“Is it you who’s filthy, or me? 

“If I hadn’t come back tonight, would you have brought him into our home? 

“Claudine, look at that man. Is he even an adult? 

“Do you realize you still have a husband?” 

As soon as Damian finished speaking, even he frowned at his own words. 

He had never imagined that such undignified words would come out of his mouth. 

But just now, sitting in the car, watching that man joke with his wife, watching his wife smile so sweetly at that man 

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From that moment, his rationality completely collapsed. 

His wife could smile at anyone, but whenever she saw him, it was always that cold, disgusted expression. 

What man could accept a wife like that? 

Claudine thought that no matter what Damian said, she wouldn’t feel hurt anymore. 

But clearly, she had overestimated her ability to endure. 

Her heart still ached, still bled. 

Looking at the man before her, she finally couldn’t hold back. 

“Home? What home? Whose home? 

Damian, aren’t you being too greedy! 

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When you were with Audrey, when you were embracing her romantically under the Rustford Tower, when you were spending money to pave her way, did you ever think about this home? 

Did you ever think about me? 

Did you ever think about your wife?” 

Claudine cried and shouted at Damian. 

This man had finally turned her from a young girl into a hysterical madwoman! 

Damian looked at the woman standing before him. 

She was no longer graceful and serene; she resembled a madwoman, even going so far as to lay hands on him. 

Yet he felt no disgust at all. Seeing her like this, all he could feel was a deep ache in his heart. 

She shouldn’t be like this. 

It was he who had turned her into this. 

As this thought flashed through his mind, Damian’s heart felt as if a grain of sand had fallen into it–unseen, but its presence was painfully clear. 

He finally let go, watching the woman in front of him cry and struggle, his throat working restlessly. 

It took him a while to find his voice again. 

“That day… I didn’t ignore your call on purpose. Audrey and I, it’s not what you think.” 

“I won’t remarry her, and I won’t divorce you. 

“We…” 

“Enough!” 

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Claudine interrupted him. 

“I don’t want to hear any of it, I don’t want to hear anything about you and Audrey!” 

Claudine raised her hand to wipe away her tears. 

She looked at the man before her, straightening her back. 

“Stop saying you won’t divorce me. The only reason I’m still willing to see you is because you promised me that if I helped you with the company’s internal restructuring, you would divorce me.” 

“If you go back on your word, Damian, I will never let you off.” 

After saying this, Claudine turned and left resolutely. 

Her earlier hysteria had drained all her strength; as she left, her high heels wobbled, and she nearly stumbled. 

Damian reached out to support her, but she shook him off forcefully. 

“Get lost!” 

She shouted at the man behind her, staggering toward the massive cage ahead. 

The cage that had trapped her for five years–when would she finally be able to leave? 

Damian watched Claudine’s retreating figure, his heart feeling as if something was tugging at it, the pain unbearable. 

He had never imagined things would come to this between him and Claudine. 

He always thought that as long as they didn’t divorce, as long as he gave Claudine what she wanted, she would even- tually love him again, just like before. 

But now… 

He recalled how his wife had just screamed at him, hysterical and disregarding her own image. 

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