As I sternly confronted the man, I demanded, "Let go of the chair." He grinned, clenching his teeth and defiantly dragging the chair with me. Frowning, I stood my ground and declared, "No, I won't let go." Determined, I twisted the chair in his hand, causing him to release it in pain. Holding his injured hand, he looked at me in surprise and asked, "Who are you?"Unwavering, I replied, "That's not the issue. Why are you treating your wife as if she is a stranger?" My glare intensified as I spoke."She doesn't want to work. She keeps stealing my money all day," he retorted, looking at me with a mixture of frustration and accusation."She is your wife. If you don't provide her with an allowance, she may resort to taking your money," I explained, casting a compassionate gaze at the woman who lay on the floor, sobbing uncontrollably."Who told you I don't give her an allowance? I do, but she still feels the need to steal from me," he countered.Turning my attention to the woman, I squatt
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