Even Charlotte was stunned by his action. She had never thought the gentle Hector would hit someone.“Owen, send Mrs. Sterling back,” Hector ordered in an icy tone.
“Sure.” Owen hurriedly persuaded, “Mrs. Sterling, don’t be angry. You can continue the conversation when you’re both at home. Everyone’s watching us now.”
The onlookers had crowded around them, and some were even recording videos.
The onlookers adored watching the rich fight. If they were to post their videos online, they would even get followers in their accounts.
“Why should I leave? I’m not the one who’s an embarrassment,” Luna cried out. “Hector, I can’t believe you’re still defending her until now. Who is your wife?”
“Are you done?” Hector interrupted before snapping at Owen, “What are you waiting for? Help her into the car.”
“Yes, Mr. Sterling.”
Turning to Luna, Owen muttered, “Mrs. Sterling, let’s head back first.”
“I’m not leaving. Why should I?” Luna refused to relent as she smacked Charlotte with her leather bag. “B*tch, you’re trying to steal my husband, but I won’t let you win.”
Hector promptly stood in front of Charlotte to protect her.
At that, anger coursed through Luna’s veins even faster. She swung her bag around Hector to hit Charlotte, who was behind him.
Meanwhile, Charlotte, who did not wish to waste her time on Luna, turned to leave.
“B*tch, don’t go!”
Luna had wanted to continue beating Charlotte, but she accidentally swung her bag on Hector’s injured arm.
Hector groaned as his face instantly drained of its colors. Droplets of sweat rolled down from his forehead.
“Darling, w-what’s wrong?” It was only then Luna realized her husband was injured. She anxiously asked, “Are you hurt? How did this happen?”
“A heavy object hit Mr. Sterling’s arm. Let’s go to see a doctor first,” Owen voiced.
Luna then quickly helped Hector into the hospital.
A myriad of emotions washed over Charlotte as she looked at them from the cab she was in.
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