Chapter 132 Is She With Uncle Byron?

“Who?” Eason was puzzled for a moment, and then he remembered what happened earlier and said, “Isn’t it Carter?" “Mom, she was hurt by me. That’s why she made such an impulsive decision. So I don’t mind any of this at all. As long as we can reconcile, I will take it as if nothing happened." Listening to Eason’s spineless words, Lydia couldn’t contain her anger. And she simply went to find another photo that had been developed before and threw it in front of Eason. “Take a good look for yourself. Is it just about her being withh Carter?"Eason picked up the photos, initially indifferent, but his expression grew more serious as he continued to look. “This person is... Uncle Byron?" Looking at the photos of the two of them perfectly dressed in swimsuits, Eason felt a throbbing headache. Cora was tossed all night by Byron, and when she woke up the next day, she felt her legs trembling when she walked. Byron saw her embarrassed appearance when she came down from upstairs and told her coldly, “You might have to endure this for another half month. Just grit your teeth and get through it." Cora grabbed a throw pillow from the sofa and hurled it at Byron, who quickly rushed out of the door. The pillow hit the door panel and slid directly onto the ground like a deflated ball. Furious, Cora stomped her foot, and at that moment, the doorbell rang. She initially thought that someone who deserved a beating wanted to play a trick on her again, so she angrily opened the door while holding the pillow. “Byron, don't you think I dare not beat you?" When the throw pillow almost hit Lydia’s face, Cora pulled it back in time. Cora frowned. “Why are you here again?”