Pure hatred

The anger burning through him was just too much. It wasn't his fault, he thought it was Skylar, not knowing it was Beatrice.

"I... Am not a slut. Why aren't you blaming yourself? Why putting the blame on me" She couldn't bring herself to yell, she had to mutter those words.

"Now you are blaming me. I wasn't in my right frame of mind, but you were. Why didn't you stop me, why?" He yelled and Beatrice couldn't give him a reply. "There's only one answer and that's because you are a slut! A fucking slut!". 

 More tears flowed from her eyes. "You wanted it before, right?. You wanted to have sex with me. Now you've gotten what you want, why are you scolding me" Beatrice cleaned her eyes with her hands. "We are married, Brandon, and all married couples have the right to have intimate". 

"Screw you Beatrice. Screw you!......I can't believe am doing this again" Brandon said and walked out. 

 Beatrice didn't understand the last part