Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Chapter 882

At the edge of Jindale City, there's this place called Crescent District. It's quite a hike from downtown, all hilly and scenic, making it a paradise for those looking to escape the concrete jungle for a bit of adventure.

After leaving the luxurious Number One Mansion, Keith found himself in a black SUV, zooming towards Crescent District with a determination that could cut through steel.

They pulled up at a crossroads surrounded by mountains, leading up to what was known as a "rural retreat" - a fancy term for a farmhouse turned bed and breakfast. The driver, visibly concerned, glanced at Keith. "Keith..."

Keith's expression was stone-cold. "Stay in the car and keep quiet!"

He stepped out, slamming the car door behind him.

Two burly men, who clearly weren't there to exchange pleasantries, squinted at him from a distance and warned, "The retreat's closed today. Find somewhere else to play."

them and

trouble, the men got on guard.

then took down the other with a series of brutal punches that left

terror-stricken, scrambled to his feet and bolted, dialing frantically.

as they faced Keith.

say a word. In a blink, he was among them, a machete in his hand, fighting like a

glasses stepped in. "Keith, the

heels clicking authoritatively on the ground, unfazed by the chaos. "You need to change before meeting the

both the suited man and the woman,