Chapter 130 Off With His Hands

She watched as Bryson’s face turned purple, and his body struggled. However, Zachary’s eyes were like knives—there was no sign of an intent to release him.

Charlotte wrapped her arms around Zachary’s arm, the one he was using to strangle Bryson, in panic. “Zachary, wake up. Let go… Let go!”

She used every fiber of her being, but she couldn’t move him at all. Zachary was so strong that it was like he was made of metal.

Charlotte broke into a cold sweat. She steeled herself and prepared to bite the back of Zachary’s hand.

Just as she opened her mouth, Zachary relaxed his grip.

“Gasp… Cough, cough, cough!” Bryson curled himself into a ball, taking deep breaths. His heart rate, which had slowed to a near stop, was increasing again.

He knew, without a doubt, that Zachary would have strangled him to death if Charlotte hadn’t stopped him.

“I’ll let you live… for now.” A cold, icy tone slipped through Zachary’s lips. “However, I’ve warned you before. If you ever touch my wife again, I