"Slap!" A crisp noise sounded as Dahlia’s hand landed heavily on Dustin Rhy’s face.

Due to the excessive force she applied behind the slap, the wounds on her hand that had just healed got torn open again, causing a stream of fresh blood to flow down her fingers.

Dustin touched the side of his face that burned from the slap and merely stood right where he was with a neutral expression on his face.

He could take all the misunderstandings and contempt from other people, but he refused to accept the fact that his ex-wife had just slapped him on behalf of another man.

"Why? Why do you insist on being this way?" Dahlia said through gritted teeth as her eyes filled with tears and immense disappointment overtook her.

She couldn’t understand for the life of her why Dustin had become the person he was today. He was close-minded, full of jealousy, and a gossipmonger; he was even repaying kindness with evil now.

All kinds of bad attributes were concentrated in the body of this man. She want