The Isekai Milf harem!-Chapter 109 - 2) The Husband wife talk.

The husband’s face contorted with rage at his wife’s blasphemous confession. His hands shook as he gripped the door frame even harder, the knuckles weren’t just white but he was even feeling pain, however, the physical pain was no way near the emotional pain in his heart.

"Eva, you... you...’ He struggled to form a coherent response, his mind reeling from the betrayal.

If he had a Dao heart, he would have driven into irreversible Qi Deviation.

"You have devolved into a shameless harlot, worshiping this... this... monster’s cock like some depraved cultist!"

He spat the words, his normally weak voice growing shrill with fury.

"What’s happened to you, woman? Where is your shame, dignity, and virtue... Has your mind been eaten away by this... This... This Alan’s seed?"

The husband’s hands dropped to his sides, and he leaned forward, his chest heaving with each labored breath.

"You’re... you’re my wife, for all sake! I have loved and cherished you for years, and this is how you repay me? Don’t forget I even saved your life... When you had no money to bury your father, I had helped,"

He snarled, a cruel glint in his eyes. "Alright then, be damned! But know this, Eva: if I am not your husband in truth, then I will sure as hell, take my rightful place as your tormentor! You’ll regret the day you let that beast inside you!"

With a growl, the husband stumbled backward, his weak legs buckling. He crashed onto the bathroom floor, his body wracked by spasms of fury and humiliation.

Cough* Cough*

As he coughed and sputtered ske blood, he glared up at Eva, his venomous hatred burning brighter than ever before.

However, Eva merely smiles at his threat.

"How cute... You aren’t a husband but a joker, do you seriously think I will take you seriously... Ahhhh, look at me as I finger my pussy... Your humiliation surprisingly turns me on,"

"Then again, looks like you’re not as pathetic as I gave you credit for, sweet husband," Eva cooed as she rose from the tub, dripping arousal painting her thighs. "The way you scheme and threaten, it almost makes me wish you were more than just a pitiful shell of a man..."

She enjoyed watching the husband’s face contort in a mix of anguish and fury as crimson droplets splattered across his pale skin.

His eyes, wild with a toxic brand of hatred, followed her every move as she swayed towards him, her pussy lips slick and glistening with her own juices.

"Observe your reward, this is why I don’t wanna be with you..." Eva teased, her voice husky with lust.

"Bask in the glory of my womanhood as it drenches the floor beneath you..."

As she spoke, a gush of fluid erupted from her core, showering the husband in a biblical downpour of her essence.

The musky scent of her arousal mingled with the acrid tang of his blood, creating a heady concoction that filled the air.

Eva closed her eyes, her body trembling as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her.

This was her moment of freedom, of release and she would savor every drop of her forbidden indulgence.

With a contented sigh, she opened her eyes to find the husband’s face illuminated by the golden glow of her release.

His mouth hung agape, his eyes wide with a mix of horror and fascination as he gazed upon her naked grandeur.

"Do you see now, husband?" she murmured, her breath coming in soft pants.

"Your touch could never match the bliss I find in the arms of another man. This," she spread her arms wide, "this is the true nature of my desire."

Exhaustion swept over Eva as the final tremors of her climax subsided.

The only thing left for the husband is to get a magical system from urban stories and start counter-attacking, making her regret her choice.

Alas, the monk can only dream while Buddha turns away.

She wrapped her body in the towel and left the bathroom.

Meanwhile, the husband clenched his fist, the veins popping on his face.

Outrageous... Simply outrageous.

No matter how much milk you feed to a snake, it shall forever return the grace with poison.

... ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

Getting dressed, Eva went with the party to the dungeon.

Tia looked very cheerful today wearing a floral dress unlike a regular church one.

After a few talks, she realizes that Tia has left the church and is planning to be the wife of Alan.

How strange...

..

"Alright, we are here," Eva said as they approached the dungeon.

"By the way, are you alright, Eva? You were very pale when we went out today..."

"Don’t worry about me, Tia, I am completely fine."

Tia nodded and the party was in the dungeon.

As they were going in, Eva couldn’t help but notice how the other women were looking at her with pity.

They must have seen her husband’s pathetic state, she thought.

As, her husband had created a scene telling the world that she was a slut and making out with another man, perhaps it was a way of taking revenge for him.

She doesn’t wanna beat him but does a stupid act. Why can’t he just be a little submissive cuck?

Anyway,

The dungeon was dark and musty, lit only by flickering torches.

The walls were damp, and the smell of mold filled the air. It was a bleak and depressing place, a place of suffering and despair.

It was a very old dungeon and it generally had pest and disease-spreading bugs.

And it is taken very seriously as the kids can die overnight after being affected.

Weekly, such dungeons are cleansed by the adventures.

And it didn’t took long.

Within 10 minutes, the dungeon of diseases was cleansed.

"Ahh... I feel bored," Lina said while yawning, she still couldn’t her over the succubus, and now Alan was also missing.

"then do something... You will be bored doing nothing," Zara said with annoyance.

"But... I don’t feel like doing anything, but Tia, are you sure, I can’t believe my ears, that you are planning to be Alan’s wife, but will he accept you?" She couldn’t help but ask.

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