Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 1122 The Pain of Cuckolding

Christopher frowned and brushed the non-existent dust off his clothes, as if disgusted by the beggar’s filth.

The beggar had a cigarette in his mouth and snickered at him. “What is the matter with that disgusted look of yours? Your wife has slept with countless beggars like us, yet you still have the nerve to feel disgusted with me?”

Christopher was furious and grabbed him by the collar. “What are you talking about? Tell me clearly.”

The beggar seemed to have suddenly remembered something and quickly shut up, then forcefully swatted away Christopher’s hand and ran to the side of the road. He then looked back at Christopher and sneered at him. “Stop thinking you’re superior to us just because you are rich. You are now the biggest cuckold in town. Hahaha!”

not expect that even a beggar would laugh at me. Have I really become the laughingstock of the whole of Calthon? Damn it! But how could a beggar like that get into the club and stay there for a whole night? I’m not even qualified to go in. So

of the club. His anger flared at the sight of her. He went up and grabbed her hand and hissed, “You b*tch. I have been up all night, worrying about Sharon, and thinking about discussing with you how to help her. But you came here to see Adrien. Why are you so shameless? Why

away in disgust.” Talk to you? What else can you do but beg? I’d rather talk to Mr. Tanner than you. He

slapped her, sending her crashing to the ground. Before she could get up, he pulled at her collar and hissed, “You talked to him? Heh! Talking at night until you two got into bed? Even beggars know you are sleeping with Adrien.

guilt washed over Carolyn’s face. “Yeah, I slept with him all night. So what? We are getting divorced anyway. What I do with Mr. Tanner is none

don’t need clothes. I will show everyone how cheap you are.” Ignoring Carolyn’s screaming and hissing, he threw her clothes on the ground

at her, and privately discussing the hickeys

with indifference, and a touch of pleasure of revenge rose inside him. That is Christopher’s pain of