Hold My Tear, I’m Getting My Wife Back!
Chapter 136
Chapter 136
Derek spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva and lunged at Curtis with a fury that seemed to urge from the depths of hell. The two men quickly became entangled in a vicious brawl.
Derek was no pushover. Even though Curtis, in his blind rage, had the upper hand, Derek fought dirty. He grabbed a bottle of whiskey from a nearby table and smashed it against. Curtis’ back.
The heavy lead-free glass shattered on Curtis’ shoulder, drenching him with the amber liquid in an instant.
Curtis didn’t even try to dodge. Seizing the moment, he landed a solid kick to Derek’s gut, sending him crashing backward over a round table. His spine hit the table edge hard, twisting his face into an expression of pure agony.
Before Derek could scramble to his feet, Curtis was on him, grabbing his right hand, the one that had dared to touch Leanne, and twisted it backward with a savage jerk.
Derek’s scream was a piercing one. Curtis, with an iron grip on his collar, dragged him in front of the glass coffee table in the center of the booth, then grabbed his head.
“You should count your lucky stars I came in when I did.”
Before Derek could decipher the meaning behind those words, Curtis had already slammed his head onto the coffee table.
The whole piece of tempered glass vibrated with a deep thrum.
Derek’s head was ringing, and a crimson stream flowed down his forehead.
It was or
only now that he realized Curtis had left no room for mercy in his strikes.
He genuinely wanted to end Derek’s life.
Derek flailed with his left hand, grasping at Curtis’ arm in a vain attempt to push him away. But the muscles in Curtis’ arm were as unyielding as iron, immovable. He yanked Derek’s head back by the hair and smashed it down again.
Derek’s mouth as his hands fell limply to his sides.
a dead
tempered glass shattered.
vision blurred with blood, unable to even crawl.
fading consciousness, he finally
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left him dead
far from unscathed, with his shirt stained with whiskey and
an antique tablecloth from a nearby small round table to
soiled cloth
the muffled sounds of fists hitting flesh and the
her, and he enveloped her
his voice a low growl as if restraining something, “Leanne,
he’d walked in and seen her clothes ripped, crying out his name in
hadn’t walked away but had instead kicked down
hadn’t come
almost imperceptibly as he calmed himself, then
up
and said,
crowd had gathered, hearing
looks, the door swung open. Curtis emerged, carrying Leanne in his arms, leaving behind a room in complete disarray.
jacket over her, covering most of her body
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