Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 67

Tricia waited eagerly, fully expecting her slap to land squarely across Charlotte's face. But suddenly, a man appeared out of nowhere and seized Genevieve's wrist, shoving her aside. "Touch my sister, and see what happens!" he barked.

Genevieve lost her balance and staggered, crashing painfully into the counter.

Tricia, afraid she'd get caught up in the chaos, hesitated and stepped back, leaving Genevieve to take the hit alone.

Genevieve had never suffered such humiliation in her life. Gritting her teeth against the pain in her back, she glared viciously at Charlotte and Hiram. "You Sterlings think you can treat me like this? I swear, I'll have my brother drive your entire family out of the city!"

Finally, Tricia rushed to her side. "Genevieve, are you okay?"

"Dr. Sterling, this is too much! How could you let your brother push Genevieve like that?"

"She was about to hit my sister—what, are you blind?" Hiram shot back, pointing accusingly at Tricia, his face contorted with anger.

Tricia went pale. Men who lost control this way always brought back a wave of fear from her past.

Charlotte tugged Hiram back. "Enough, don't stoop to their level."

"Don't stoop? If I hadn't come in, would you have just let her hit you?" Hiram's face was red with outrage. "So what if she's the precious Howard heiress? You're still—"

"Hiram!" Charlotte cut him off sharply.

He swallowed the rest of his words, balling his fists in frustration.

Charlotte placed both hands on his shoulders, turning him to face her. "I know you're just worried about me, but you promised you wouldn't lose your temper like this anymore."

He scowled and looked away. "You're too soft, you know that?"

"Oh, really? What do you want me to do, bark back at every dog that yaps at me?" she replied, exasperated.

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