My Secret Billionaire Husband

Chapter 2290: Chapter 2283: If I beat her to death, it will be because she brought it upon herself!

"Brandon, is that you?"

After a while, Aria’s voice came from the study.

"It’s me." Brandon’s voice lowered, "Aria, I’m back."

With a "click," the door opened.

Aria didn’t care if there were people standing outside, she threw herself into Brandon’s arms and hugged him tightly.

"Brandon, you’re finally back." She looked up, her eyes red and her voice full of grievance.

Brandon was taken aback for a moment, then gently embraced her with an outstretched arm.

He gently kissed her forehead, seeing her reddened eyes, his eyes filled with pity, and his voice softened as he coaxed her. "Yes, don’t be afraid, I’m back. No one can hurt you with me here." noveldrama

Brandon’s tender gaze fell upon her, carefully examining her to make sure she was alright, only then did he slightly relax.

At the side, Lady Octavia watched the two embracing each other openly, her expression darkening.

This siren.

She was still here, yet she proactively threw herself at her son.

Who knows how this siren bewitched her son when she wasn’t around.

Seeing Brandon pampering Aria like this, Lady Octavia felt extremely uncomfortable, she couldn’t help but sarcastically say, "Who are you putting on this pitiful act for? Are you insinuating that you’ve been wronged while under my care?"

"I haven’t done anything to you. Don’t make up stories in front of Brandon."

Brandon, holding Aria, slowly turned his head.

When their eyes met, Lady Octavia suddenly fell silent.

Brandon had never looked at her with such a cold and unfamiliar gaze before.

That glance made Lady Octavia feel guilty.

"Aria, what happened to your face? When I left this morning, your face was fine. Why is one side swollen like this now?" Although Brandon was asking Aria, his gaze was on Lady Octavia.

Brandon’s voice was very faint.

It seemed as if his emotions were calm as well.

However, the faintly pulsing veins on his forehead and his tightly clenched fists revealed his true emotions at this moment.

At that moment, Lady Octavia was certain.

If this man before her wasn’t her son, she might have already been slapped in the face.

Realizing this, Lady Octavia felt a mix of anger, sadness, and rage.

She had only slapped that siren once, after all.

Wasn’t it normal for a mother-in-law to teach her daughter-in-law a lesson?

When she was young, she had also suffered under the hands of her mother-in-law, Madam Heath.

Could a daughter-in-law possibly live without any grievances at all?

Aria’s lips moved, she was about to speak, but then heard Lady Octavia angrily say, "I was the one who hit her. What’s the big deal? I am her mother-in-law, and she did something wrong. Am I not allowed to punish her?"

Ashton’s eyes turned ice-cold, "Mom, you hit her?"

"Yes, I hit her." Lady Octavia looked at her son defending a siren like this, and her heart was filled with injustice, she angrily said, "It’s because of her that your bright future has been ruined. People say a good wife should be virtuous. A woman like this who not only doesn’t help her husband, but brings him harm, shouldn’t I hit her? If I beat her to death, it’s her own fault!"

When she said the words "beat to death," the already chilling temperature in the room seemed as if it had frozen to the extreme for a moment.