Chapter 724 724: Teaching A Disobedient Wife A Lesson
Cassius's brain detonated.
He stared at her, utterly disbelieving. Surely he was dreaming. Surely he had fallen asleep on the bed and was having some bizarre, feverish nightmare.
But then she pressed closer, her soft breasts brushing against his arm, her floral scent filling his nostrils, and he knew.
This was real.
"WHAT?" He snapped out of his daze, his voice cracking. "What exactly are you saying? Did you just ask me if you can see my penis?!"
And shockinglyl Maria nodded, completely unembarrassed.
"I did, Cassius. I most definitely did. So can you show me?"
She glanced at his crotch.
"Can you show me what you're hiding underneath down there?"
Cassius instinctively pressed his legs together, his face flushing crimson.
"What are you talking about, Maria? What in the world has gotten into you?! How could you of all people ask such a question?!"
He was genuinely outraged, genuinely confused.
"Do you even understand what you're saying? Do you even know what a penis is!? How can you ask me to show it to you like that!?"
He couldn't process this. Normally, he would assume this was an attempt at seduction, but this was Maria.
The Saintess of Compassion. A woman so pure, so devoted, that the idea of her saying something like this was genuinely incomprehensible.
Maria quickly shook her head, feigning fluster.
"Oh no, no, no—don't misunderstand, Cassius. I'm not asking to see that part of you for any other reason. I'm not thinking of—"
She trailed off, looking down shyly, fidgeting with her fingers.
"The truth is...well, the truth is something much deeper. I don't know if I can say it or not."
Cassius stared at her with a smirk.
"You were able to ask me to show you my penis, but now you're hesitating? What could possibly be more embarrassing than that?"
Maria's cheeks flushed.
"Well, the truth is supposed to be a secret...between me and Diana."
Cassius's eyebrows shot up. Diana? His wife was involved in this?
Maria looked up at him shyly. "I really don't know if I should tell you. She specifically told me not to mention it to you at all."
Cassius shook his head, a smile spreading across his face.
"Maria, for all of Diana's achievements, for all that she's the Holy Doctor that everyone reveres—she's still my woman at the end of the day."
He puffed out his chest proudly.
"More than that, she's family. And there are no secrets among family. So, no matter what you say, I won't be offended. Please, go ahead. Tell me what Diana told you."
Maria's heart sang with relief. He had taken the bait perfectly.
But she kept her expression hesitant.
"Well...if you say it like that, I suppose I don't mind sharing the truth."
She looked down at the floor, as if deeply embarrassed.
"The last time I met Diana, we had a proper talk. And she told me..."
She hesitated, glancing at him.
"...that your penis wasn't working properly anymore."
Cassius felt as if he had been slapped across the face.
His expression shifted from confusion to pure, horrified shock. Then—outrage.
"GOD DAMN IT, DIANA!"
He shot up from the bed, his face twisted with fury.
"How dare you? HOW DARE YOU say such things about your husband?" He paced angrily, gesturing wildly. "You can call me anything—a bastard, a cheat, a womanizer, a filthy scoundrel—I'll take it all! I've been called worse by better people!"
He spun to face her, jabbing a finger toward his crotch.
"But to say that your husband is impotent? That he can't even get it up? That is the most insulting thing I have ever heard in my entire life!"
Maria stared at him, genuinely startled by his explosive reaction.
He took a step toward her, his eyes blazing.
"I'll show you, Diana. I'll show you right now. If you really think your husband is impotent, then I'll fuck you so hard—day and night, this entire week—that every single orifice in your body will be leaking something by the end. You won't be able to move for a MONTH!"
Maria felt a shiver of pure terror run down her spine.
Because she had seen what he was hiding underneath. She knew that he was capable of exactly what he was threatening.
She lunged forward and grabbed his waist, pulling him back down onto the bed.
"Wait, Cassius! Hold on! Don't do anything rash!"
"Let me go, Maria!" He tried to stand, but she held on with surprising strength. "I have to go teach my wife a lesson! I need to fuck her so hard she'll never dare say such a thing again!"
"Just wait! Listen to me!"
She finally managed to pull him back down. He was still huffing, still puffing, still radiating pure, indignant fury.
Maria placed her hands on his shoulders, forcing him to look at her.
"Calm down. Just listen to me for one second."
He glared at her, but he stopped struggling.
Maria took a deep breath.
"When Diana told me that, she wasn't trying to insult you. She was worried. About the family. About everyone's happiness. That's why she expressed her concerns to me."
Cassius stiffened. The anger in his eyes flickered, replaced by confusion.
"What do you mean, Maria? Elaborate."
Maria, satisfied that she had pulled him in deeper, continued with a hesitant but determined expression.
She told him about the talk she had with Diana—how ever since he had been rejected by Maria, he had been feeling down and depressed, having bad thoughts. She explained that because of that, he wasn't performing well in bed anymore and wasn't treating the women the same way.
She laid out the entire story Diana had supposedly told her.
Cassius listened, his expression shifting from confusion to realization. He now understood exactly what was going on.
Of course Diana had lied!
She had probably said all those things to arrange this date and create an opportunity for him and Maria to get closer. He had wondered why Maria had been so enthusiastic about the date, but now it all made sense.
Instead of being angry, a small smile formed on his face.
His wife was scheming behind the scenes, even going against her best friend, all for his sake. He felt a pang of guilt for getting angry at her earlier and realized he should trust Diana more.
But the topic she had chosen—his pride and virility was something he was very sensitive about, which explained his explosive reaction.
Maria, who had told the entire story, realized at this point that Diana had indeed been lying.
After all, she had personally witnessed Cassius's raw power the previous night with Vivi. It was clearly an elaborate scheme by her best friend to bring her and Cassius together.
But she didn't mind. In fact, she was grateful—without that lie, she wouldn't have gone on this date, and none of this would have happened.
And right now, she was even more grateful because she could use those lies to further her own agenda.
She was planning to use the excuse to get more intimate with Cassius and turn the situation hot and passionate.
She grabbed Cassius's arm.
"Cassius, this is why I asked to see your penis."
He narrowed his eyes, while she continued, speaking quickly, her voice flustered.
"Diana is my best friend. Someone I love very much. And I want her to have a happy life, not just with herself, but with her family as well."
"So when I heard something so devastating, that you weren't performing as you normally do, that you were letting her down in that aspect—"
She pointed at his crotch.
"I couldn't just let it go. I needed to see if it was really true. I needed to see if I could help you. Make you strong again."
She looked up at him, her eyes sincere.
"And it's also because of me that you're going through this. I rejected you. I caused this. So please, Cassius..."
She clasped her hands together, her expression pleading.
"Can you show me your penis? Let me check if it's really in such bad condition."
The moment the words left her mouth, Maria knew how flimsy the excuse sounded. Cassius was smart—he had spent most of his life around women. He would see right through her.
She braced herself for exposure.
But instead, Cassius stared at her for a long moment, then let out a deep sigh.
"So that's how it is." He nodded slowly. "You want to help me with that aspect. You want to check if it's true."
He looked at her with admiration.
"You really are a true friend, Maria. Going so far for your friend's sake, even though you're a sister of the goddess herself. I truly admire you for that."
Maria blinked, caught completely off guard.
He...believed her?
She forced a smile. "It's nothing. Diana helped me so much in the past. This is just me returning the favor."
She wondered if Cassius was simply pretending—letting her off the hook to hide her embarrassment.
But the truth was, Cassius genuinely believed her.
If this had been any other woman, he would have known it was an attempt to seduce him. But Maria was different. She was pure. Devoted to the goddess. She didn't have unsavory thoughts.
In his mind, there was no way she would tell such an elaborate lie just to get into his pants.
So he genuinely believed that she was trying to help him. That she was willing to do something so dirty for her best friend's sake.
His admiration for her grew even higher.
But he didn't want to take advantage of her. And he also couldn't tell her that Diana had lied, he didn't want Maria to think badly of his wife.
So he forced a smile.
"It's alright, Maria. It's completely alright."
He looked down, his expression somber.
"It's true that after you rejected me, I felt a little down. I felt rejected. I didn't treat my family the same way. I wasn't as passionate as I normally was."
It was a complete lie. Cassius was the same as ever, still pumping every member of his family full of his seed on a nightly basis. But he wasn't about to admit that.
"Life was bleak for a moment." He continued. "But then things started to slowly improve." He looked at her with brightening eyes. "Especially after today's date. I feel that same vitality and vigor returning. There's no need for you to do such a dirty act. Everything is alright now."
Maria's eye twitched.
She had spun all these lies, had put herself through this embarrassment, all to get intimate with him—and now he was rejecting her? Pushing her away?
She felt like a vixen trying to seduce a man who kept running in the opposite direction.