Julian's fists unclenched slowly as he looked down, his expression conflicted. He opened his mouth to speak but struggled to find the right words. "Brother Adi…" he began, his voice quieter now, though the tension in his tone lingered. "You stole from her. That's not something I can just ignore. She's our wife—"
"She's your wife," Adrian cut in sharply, his tone bitter. His dark eyes shimmered with unspoken emotions as he stepped closer. "Not mine. Don't act like we're the same, Julian. we will divorce in future."
Julian's head snapped up at that, his mossy-green eyes widening slightly. "brother Adi, that doesn't mean you can—"
"I know what I did!" Adrian interrupted, his voice raising for a moment before softening again. "But you… you didn't even think twice before hitting me." His voice cracked slightly, and he turned his face away, as if unwilling to let them see his emotions fully. "I thought you'd at least try to talk to me first…"