Chapter 138

“M…Murat,” Ayleen stuttered, her voice trembling as she faced the boiling fury in her husband’s eyes.

His cold gaze pierced through her.

“So you’re not going to speak, are you? Fine, I’ll make him speak then.” With a callous smile, Murat turned toward Shoaib, ready to deliver another round of brutal punches.

Chaos erupted once again as everyone rushed to stop him, and Ayleen, swallowing her fear, finally spoke up.

“He tried to molest me!” she muttered at last, her face downcast, voice barely audible.

Gasps echoed through the room, shock evident on everyone’s faces. Murat’s fists clenched, his knuckles already bruised and bloodied, as he stepped closer to Shoaib.

“You still didn’t narrate the whole incident, begum,” he said through gritted teeth, the venom in his voice palpable. His hand moved toward the trigger, and the room erupted in chaos as Ayleen cried out in horror.

“Stop! I’ll tell you everything!” she finally exclaimed, tears stream