CHAPTER 131 DESRESPECTED

Scarlet, enduring the unexpected slap from her mother, felt a surge of humiliation and pain, which sent tears streaming down her face.

Although her cheek was already wet due to tears; this time, her tears were not because of her rage– rather, they had appeared because of the deep emotional wounds inflicted by her mother.

For a few minutes, she was unable to say anything, processing the shock of the slal.

But on the other hand, Artis, witnessing Scarlet's vulnerability, could no longer stand by as a silent spectator.

His protective instincts kicked into gear, and he finally broke his silence to confront Hena;

"Are you in control of your senses or not?! How can you just slap her like this–"

"Shut up!" Hena glared at him, while seething in anger.

"She is my daughter, and I can do as I please! Dammit–"

"Excuse me! You have exploited her enough as it is. Now, she is my wife before she is your daughter, so behave appropriately, do you understand? You better control yourself in front of m