Chapter 372

"Anything you've touched..." Xander paused, his words hanging in the silent air before he uttered a single word, "Filthy."

Jane's face blanched, and she roared, torn apart by his accusation. "Filthy? You call me filthy? It was the Zanes who betrayed me first, their treachery predated mine! Don't you dare call them clean. Or do all men share the same mindset, that men engaging in a reckless and hedonistic lifestyle are charming, but women who do the same are despicable?"

"He was even filthier!" Xander's voice seethed with a quiet fury. To him, gender did not matter—marriage demanded responsibility, commitment to one's spouse. That was the least one should expect. And it was because of this belief, when he mistakenly thought his wife had cheated, he had proposed divorce with unshakable resolve.

"Your callousness toward me... it's as if you were cut from the same cloth as him," Jane huffed, taking a deep breath before continuing. "You share his blood. It's only a matter of time before