Young Aether was literally shocked when Jonathan slapped his wife right in front of him.
Young Aether was like... why did you do that, bro?!
Even if there had been some misunderstanding or anything else, he should have handled it privately, not in front of a third person... even if that person was his friend!
'Wait... Did she tell him about Sasha and me?' he wondered. It was the only plausible conclusion that came to his mind, considering Jonathan's sudden and powerful reaction.
It had to be that... right?
Young Aether slightly gulped before hesitantly raising his hand.
"Jonathan... I don't think that's correct--"
"You stay out of it, Aether."
"Okay!" Young Aether immediately raised both hands in surrender as though he had already lost a fight that had not even started.
Jonathan turned toward his wife, his expression turning ice cold.
"What were you doing holding a knife in your hand and standing in front of my friend?"
