Chapter 584 (2/2)

Hephaestus's heart filled with incomparable love. He loved this changed wife more deeply. He was unwilling to create such a tool to punish his wife anyway.

However, at Aphrodite's request, he spent three days making a light whip with the skills of his craftsman God.

When Aphrodite offered to be punished by him, even a blood mark was whipped by his whip, Hephaestus finally couldn't help crying.

He saw Aphrodite's determination. He knew that Aphrodite would never leave himself again, so he left everything else behind. He loved her more deeply. Everything waited until Aphrodite regained his innocence and really became his wife. He would love the goddess of love and beauty with all his own.

When the gods of Olympus met again, Aphrodite was dressed in mist.

The blood mark on her body also fell into the eyes of all gods.

Some goddesses gloated: sure enough, they were beaten for stealing food?

Others whispered: I heard that the God of fire imprisoned her in the palace and didn't allow her to come out

Hephaestus, the God of fire, held his head high, like a conquered master.

Where would the gods know that Aphrodite voluntarily lived in Hephaestus' palace? At the moment, the water light in Aphrodite's eyes and his trembling body are also because of Hephaestus.

Now Aphrodite's favorite is me.

But this scene made them furious in front of Ares, Hermes, Dionysus and other gods: Hephaestus, the God of fire, imprisoned Aphrodite, the God of beauty, and made her give in with bleeding marks. Now Aphrodite has tears in her eyes and her body trembles with fear.

How can they not be annoyed by this?

Moreover, if they really don't care about it, how can they go to the place of joy with Aphrodite in the future?

”Hephaestus!” Ares, the God of war, spoke first, ”what you have done to Aphrodite will not be allowed by the gods!”

Hephaestus replied discontentedly, ”Ares, I'm her husband and she's my wife. You don't have to take care of what happened between us.”

”Imprison Aphrodite, the God of beauty, and even beat him with a whip...” ares shouted, ”the gods will never allow you to behave like this! Aphrodite has the right to choose her partner instead of being forced by you! ”

”Hum, I didn't force her!”

Said Hephaestus.

Ares stretched out his hand and pulled Aphrodite's wrist: ”isn't it enough that Aphrodite feels afraid just because you stand there?”

Hephaestus waved and opened his hand. ”Aphrodite is more interested in me now. I'm her husband. What are you going to do?”

”What you said is crazy!”

Ares cried, ”will Aphrodite like you, ugly craftsman? A God with a smell of fire and scorch? In order not to let you hurt her, I must -- ”

”I'm her husband. We're in love now!”

Hephaestus also cried.

Their eyes were facing each other, and their love for Aphrodite burst out, and no one would retreat.