Chapter 167 Did I see wrong that night? Part 2

If Betty had admitted to falling out of love, maybe I could have somewhat accepted that night she performed oral sex on Michael.

But now, she claims she still loves me, not Michael.

So why did she do it?

You see, during our intimate moments, Betty never once did that for me.

I never asked because I always saw her as the purest, most sacred part of my life, and I cherished her too much to let her near what I considered my dirtiest part.

But that night, I never imagined that Betty's lips, which I considered the most sacred, would be defiled by Michael's penis.

And she did it willingly.

"Please... no more..." Betty sobbed, crouching on the floor with her face in her hands, shaking her head violently as if my words had struck a deep wound.

She had clung to a fantasy that I had only seen a fraction of what happened that night.

But my words shattered her last illusion; I had seen it all, leaving her unable to accept or explain.