*****“For twenty godforsaken years, I’ve dedicated every breath to you, and yet the first time someone whispers poison in your ear, you turn on me like a rabid dog? You trusted a stranger… a violent, evil mongrel over me?”“I… I didn’t know what to believe—” Master Tush choked, utterly helpless, regretful, and frustrated right now. But before he could finish…“Oh shut up!” his wife snapped at him, her tone now brimming with venom.“You make me sick. You couldn’t even see what was right in front of you! Look at what he did to me! Look at the bruises, the bandages, the blood! And you DARED to hesitate? You call yourself a husband? You don’t deserve to kneel at my feet, much less call me your wife!”Each word was carved into Master Tush’s bloated pride like a jagged dagger. He lowered his head, his entire frame quivering with regret.“I’m sorry… I’m so sorry…” he muttered, his voice collapsing into itself.But Madam Tush was far from done.Her eyes blazed now… not with grief, bu

*****“…can any of you even fathom it?!”Vidor’s gaze dimmed, the once-raging fire in his eyes momentarily flickering out as his voice dropped to a ghostly murmur. It was almost as if he were speaking to the ghosts of his past rather than the crowd before him.He gazed into the void with complete emptiness in his eyes, looking as though a painful memory had resurfaced and bound his soul to its torment.Anyone with even a trace of empathy could sense the sheer torment rippling through him. This wasn't mere regret… it was anguish that it cut deeply into him like a sharpened blade.“I… I was devastated,” he rasped, his voice fracturing like glass under pressure. “That day… I nearly collapsed. I genuinely thought the earth had crumbled beneath my feet.His body swayed, gripped by the phantom tremors of that day.“She was the most enchanting woman in our entire village,” Vidor continued, a twisted smile crawling up his face. “I loved her more than my own life, and I would have bled

*****[ Promised bonus chapter. ]…….Everyone stood utterly still at this moment, staring in a daze at the crumbled walls and the settling cloud of debris.Just mere seconds ago, they had all come to the same grim conclusion—Vidor was going to strike and annihilate Little Lola without hesitation… his murderous intent had been crystal clear.Master Tush had been incensed beyond belief, veins bulging from his temples, and he had prepared to subject Vidor to a torment so excruciating for daring to go against his command.He had made up his mind to make Vidor beg for death. How dare he defy an explicit order?He had been on the brink of commanding his guards to seize Vidor, ready to deliver punishment with an iron hand.But before a single word could even leave his lips, Vidor had suddenly been flung away like a broken puppet, crashing through several reinforced walls.He had rocketed through the air with such speed and force that blood erupted from his mouth before he finally h

*****The guards froze mid-stride upon hearing Xavier… everyone did. Xavier’s tone was not that of a man facing death or defeat. It was calm, detached, and almost... curious.He looked directly at Madam Tush, meeting her sadistic gaze without a flicker of fear. His eyes were sharp and unreadable, piercing straight into her as he asked:“Have you ever given birth before?”Silence fell over the store, then everyone blinked in confusion.They had thought he was about to plead for mercy, to threaten retaliation, or even break down. But this?For a moment, no one could react, but then…“What kind of imbecilic question is that?! How is that relevant?!” Master Tush spat with fury and murderous intent.But Madam Tush lifted a hand to stop her husband, her curiosity piqued.“No. Let him speak,” she murmured, her eyes narrowing. She wanted to know where Xavier was going with this question.Master Tush hesitated, sensing that whatever Xavier was about to say wouldn’t be good.He wante

*****“Did I?”Xavier’s voice was low and eerily devoid of emotion. Yet the biting sarcasm woven into that simple phrase was so palpable that it instantly sliced through the air like a razor.A chilling silence fell upon the room, and Madam Tush’s entire body convulsed, her posture rigid with indignation.Her face twisted, and the bare sliver visible beneath her veil contorted into a grotesque mask of hatred and disbelief.“You… you…” she stammered, thrusting a quivering finger at Xavier. “How dare you?! How dare you call me barren? How… how dare you?!”Madam Tush resembled an unstable machine on the verge of collapse, shuddering uncontrollably and trembling like a ticking time bomb on the brink of detonation.Xavier, however, didn’t flinch.He didn’t even blink. Instead, his gaze remained fixed on Madam Tush, icy and unyielding. It was as if he were peering through her, seeing straight into the rancid pit that was her soul.“Tell me,” he continued, and instantly, all attenti