Chapter 191

Hannah was reeling from the previous night's humiliation at Brandon's hands. No one had intervened as he abused her, and she vaguely remembered his laughter as she fainted from the pain. She awoke in her bed to find Brandon still in her room at Bennett Villa, but fear silenced her.

"Mom! Why is there a man in your room?!" Atlas's voice echoed through the house.

He stood outside the master bedroom, shocked and disbelieving. Inside, an elderly man in a bathrobe sat on the sofa, eyes closed and legs crossed.

Atlas was dumbfounded. He'd considered Windsor and Sophia's affair shocking, but this surpassed it. His mother, sneaking around with an old man!

He recoiled in horror, about to retreat upstairs, when he bumped into Windsor.

"What man?" Windsor asked urgently.

Atlas panicked, trying to close the bedroom door, but it was too late.

"Dad," Atlas whispered, terrified. He'd never felt this worried, not even during Windsor and Sophia's affair. This felt like the beginning of their family's collapse.

"Move," Windsor ordered coldly, his eyes blazing with fury. He hadn't been in this bedroom since leaving the country, and now, days after their divorce argument, Hannah had brought a man here. He wouldn't have seen this if he hadn't returned unexpectedly.

"Dad, it's probably a misunderstanding," Atlas stammered, but Windsor shoved him aside, sending him crashing against the doorframe.

Enraged, Windsor kicked open the door. The room reeked of sweat; crumpled tissues littered the floor, the trash can was overturned, and two takeout containers sat on the table. His eyes landed on Brandon, still in his bathrobe, apparently without underwear. His wet underwear was draped outside the window.

Windsor's fists clenched. Stress had aged him considerably. More wrinkles etched his face, his teeth grinding.

"Who are you?" Windsor growled, his chest tight with fury and pain from his injury.

Chapter 491 (continued)

After being rejected at Simpson Villa and narrowly avoiding a car accident, Windsor had returned to Bennett Villa only to discover Hannah's affair. It was unbelievable. She has another man! he thought, outraged.

"Who do you think I am?" Brandon asked calmly, sipping his coffee. He'd spent the night in the master bedroom, enjoying the comforts of a wealthy wife, watching her kneel before him. He'd found retreating to the mountain village a mistake, especially after seeing Hannah wash and hang his underwear. A sense of vanity swelled within him. He’d seemingly developed a taste for luxury, in addition to his interest in energy fields.

"You" Windsor exploded with rage. He finally recognized Brandon, remembering his disruptive visit on the night of his return, which had ruined his plans with Odalys.

"Get out," Windsor threatened.

Brandon remained unfazed, his wrinkled face lifting into a grin that revealed yellowed, unbrushed teeth. His breath was foul.

Windsor hadn't expected Brandon to make a move on his wife. Even divorced, Hannah was still his woman.

"Get out! All of you, get out!" Hannah yelled, being helped upstairs. Seeing a cherished item broken, she rushed forward, only to be slapped hard by Windsor.

She fell, shards of the antique piercing her palm. "Windsor, you dare hurt me?" she cried, furious. "We're divorced! And I haven't even confronted you about your affair! Get out! Take Sophia and get lost!" Tears streamed down her face. Sophia stood smirking in the doorway.

"Do you even know who he is? Are you so desperate you'll sleep with anyone? You're shameless!" Windsor gritted his teeth, shouting.

Hannah, losing her composure, struggled to her feet. "If I slept with him he might be old, but he's still better than you!" she screamed.

Windsor was stunned. Brandon nodded slowly. "Fine. You're asking for this. Don't say I didn't warn you." He added coldly before leaving, "He'll destroy you next." He killed his son outside Bennett Villa. He then took Sophia's hand, saying, "Sweetheart, let's go." Sophia's eyes were wet as she shook her head, but he pulled her into his arms and dragged her toward the study.

Chapter 491 (continued)

"Stop, it hurts!" Sophia cried, tears streaming down her face. Windsor ignored her pleas, shoving her into the study and slamming the door.

Hannah collapsed, Windsor's words echoing in her mind. Brandon's contemptuous gaze terrified her.

"Where do you think you're going?" Brandon asked casually, his voice menacing.