"Is this why you've been sneaking out at night for the last four weeks, Jade?" Henry's voice cracked as he spat the words, his anger barely restrained. "Why you won't let me touch you anymore? Is it because you're addicted to someone else's... bigger cock?!"
His words hung in the air, sharp and heavy, cutting through the tense silence of their dimly lit bedroom. Henry's face was contorted with fury, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.
He sat rigid, his whole body trembling as he fought the violent impulses swirling inside him.
He had never imagined he'd be in this situation—questioning his wife, the woman he had loved and cherished, about her infidelity.
The betrayal burned in his chest, a suffocating mix of heartbreak and humiliation. He had always been a good husband, hadn't he? Providing for her, supporting her dreams, and showering her with love.
And yet, here they were.
Jade stood a few feet away, her face pale and tear-streaked. She didn't deny it. She didn't even try to argue. Instead, she took a deep, shaky breath, bracing herself for what she had to say.
"I... I never wanted this, Henry," she began, her voice barely above a whisper. "I never planned for this to happen. I'm sorry. I've been weak. I am corrupted. I'm... I'm nothing but a dirty slut now."
Her confession was like a dagger to Henry's heart. He staggered back a step, his mind reeling. He had expected excuses, denials, maybe even anger.
But the blunt, self-loathing honesty in her words left him speechless.
Tears streamed down Jade's face as she continued. "I don't even know how it got to this point. At first, I told myself it was harmless... just a stupid mistake. But after the first week..." She hesitated, her voice trembling with shame.
"Ross didn't even have to call me anymore. I started going to him on my own. I didn't care about the risks. I didn't care about anything. I just... I just needed him."
Jade wove her words with a careful blend of truths and half-truths. The damage was already done, and pointing fingers now would only deepen the wounds.
Deep down, she blamed no one but herself for her weakness, the choices she had made, and the path that had led her here.
Although Ross had initially tempted, blackmailed and forced her, Jade could no longer imagine her life without him.
Being with Ross awakened something within her—an intensity she had never experienced before. She had never felt so alive as she did in his presence, consumed by the passion and desire he ignited in her.
Henry's breathing grew heavier. "Ross? Ross Oakley! He's just a stupid college kid! A young dumb kid 20 years younger than you are, Jade!" he growled, venom dripping from his words.
Jade nodded miserably, unable to meet his gaze. "I know how this sounds, Henry. I know what I've done to you, to us. And I hate myself for it. But I can't stop. I'm addicted. I'm addicted to him, to... to everything about him." Her voice broke as she buried her face in her hands.
The room felt unbearably heavy. Henry stood up and paced back and forth, his mind a whirlwind of anger, sorrow, and disbelief.
He thought about the nights he had waited up for her, wondering why she was distant, why she flinched at his touch. He thought about the love they had shared, the life they had built together. Was it all a lie?
Jade's words poured out like a floodgate had burst. "I never thought I'd be this person, Henry. I always looked down on women who threw their lives away for a fling, who let lust control them. I thought I was better than that. But I'm not. I've let it destroy me... destroy us."
She looked up at him then, her eyes filled with desperation. "I know you'll never forgive me. I don't deserve it. But please, believe me when I say I never meant to hurt you like this. I hate what I've become, but I don't know how to stop."
Henry stopped pacing and turned to her, his eyes red and filled with unshed tears. "Jade," he said, his voice breaking, "you've destroyed me. You've destroyed us. And for what? For someone like Ross? After everything we've been through together... for years! Years!"
The silence stretched between them, oppressive and smothering. Jade felt her chest tighten as the weight of her actions crashed down on her.
She wanted to explain, to make him understand, but there were no words that could fix this.
She whispered, almost to herself, "Lust can make a fool out of anyone." Enjoy more content from empire
Henry shook his head, his expression a mixture of disgust and sorrow. "No, Jade. It didn't make a fool out of anyone. It made a fool out of me. For ever trusting you."
A suffocating silence enveloped the room again, as if the weight of their shattered relationship had drained all life from the air.
Henry stared at Jade, his eyes pleading for something—anything—that could salvage the wreckage of their marriage.
The only sound was the faint ticking of the clock on the wall, each tick echoing like a countdown to the inevitable.
It was Henry who finally broke the silence, his voice trembling but resolute. "Promise me," he said, leaning forward as if his words could close the chasm between them. "Promise me you'll never see that boy again, and I'll forget this ever happened. Let's start over, Jade. Let's rebuild what we had. I don't believe that after all we've been through, after everything we've shared, we'd let this... this mistake tear us apart."
His voice softened, taking on a desperate edge. "We're stronger than that. I know we are."
He reached out, his hand hovering in the space between them, but Jade didn't move to take it. Instead, she sat frozen, her head bowed, her hands clenched tightly in her lap.
When she finally spoke, her voice was barely a whisper. "I can't, Henry."
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