Augustine ground his teeth, wishing to beat him to death. "It's you who discarded her. Now she is mine."
Denis seized Augustine by the collar, his eyes blazing with fury. "Anne belongs to me—mine to have, mine to use as I please. And you dared to take her away? You'll pay for this."
He swung his fist, aiming straight for Augustine's face, but before the punch could land, Augustine caught it in midair. Their gazes locked, both filled with unyielding rage. Denis tried to yank his hand free, but Augustine's grip only tightened.
"When she was with you, you never valued her," Augustine snarled, his teeth clenched. "You hurt her, betrayed her. But that's over. She is my wife now. If you so much as try to approach her, I won't care that we share the same blood."
With a forceful shove, he pushed Denis away.
