Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem

Two hitmen gave the boss a simultaneous glance, their bodies shivering in fear. They hurriedly fished out their phones from their pockets.

"But... we don't have Helen's contact," one stammered. "It's always her minions who get in touch with us. What now?"

Evan furrowed his brow, hardly surprised.

That old witch, Helen, had some brains. In the dirty business of murder, she'd never dirty her hands directly. She'd make sure she was squeaky clean.

No matter, chopping off one of her hands would still make her scream.

She thought she could wash her hands off this mess? Not a chance!

"Whoever contacted you, call them back. Make Helen believe I'm already dead. And if you dare slip up, you won't like what I'll do!"

The hitmen nodded frantically and immediately called Helen's personal assistant,

"The job's done. When do we get the rest of our money?"

"Are you sure the kid's dead?" Helen's assistant inquired.

"Absolutely sure."

"Send a video."

heard some noises nearby and had to climb over the wall to escape. You didn't say anything

at Helen before asking, "Was

we... we sliced him up a hundred times and even cut

felt a wave

command, a revenge for the humiliation she suffered from Elysia

her assistant a look, who then

eyes? Did you slice his

glanced

a cold glare, thought: Cutting tongues, gouging out eyes, slicing noses... 'Evil' was an

for the hitmen

sliced the nose, and even chopped off his hands and legs—just as you requested. Now, hurry up with the payment; we need to get out of

assistant frowned, looking back at

and the assistant quickly assured the

money will be transferred immediately. Just keep your mouths

hitmen received a notification:

"My life is

They

his eyes, speechless. Here he

away from them, looking towards a scar-faced

here, I

Helen felt as if she'd released

call ended, she said, "Quick, lure Pamela