Belinda slapped Hunter ten times, leaving his face bruised and swollen with blood trickling from his nose and the corners of his mouth.

He did not dare fight back.

He endured the wrath of his wife.

Hunter waited until Belinda stopped, then grabbed her hand and asked with a heartbroken expression, “Honey, did you hurt your hand? Are you tired? I’ll help you blow on it.”

Belinda kicked him in the stomach, knocking him to the ground.

“Take both of them away.”

Belinda coldly ordered the two bo