Chapter 132

Carson was on the verge of punching the man in front of him. His right hand was raised, ready to strike, but he hesitated when his eyes caught Charlotte's figure beside him. Taking a deep breath, he tried to calm himself, though his muscles tensed with anger, nearly reaching its peak. He composed himself now.

Seeing Carson's hesitation, the man laughed mockingly, his voice echoing in the silence. "I knew it. Turns out, you're the cowardly type of husband." He stepped forward, lifting his left hand with a wicked grin. "Such a shame for a beautiful woman like this," he said, grabbing Alison's cheek from behind, his fingers gently pressing into her skin. He looked pleased to see Carson not fighting back. He thought Carson was silent because he was afraid. But that was a grave mistake.

"Married to a useless husband. If I were her, I would've left you long ago and found a more reliable man," he added.

Charlotte was shocked, her eyes widening in disbelief at the man's words. Anger and hurt