Lord Protector Novel

Shaking his head, Zeke advanced toward the door and opened it.

Once the door opened, Thomas rushed into the ward with Desmond and Gawain.

Within seconds, his eyes were on Emma. “Emma, you're finally back! Do you know how much I've endured throughout these years while waiting for you to be back?”

“Mr. Fleming, it's impossible for us to develop a relationship. I'm not worthy of you. Thus, please stop putting me on the spot!” Emma snapped in an icy-cold tone.

Thomas was not the slightest bit astounded by Emma's nonchalance. He knew that she left home years ago as she was reluctant to marry him. If she casts me a smile now, I might even think that if I'm seeing things!

Desmond lashed out at her. “You silly girl! Mind your words! Apologize to Mr. Fleming now!”

Nevertheless, Thomas stopped him right away. “It's all right. I understand that Emma is not in a good mood as she's not feeling well. Stop reprimanding her.”

Desmond nodded and glared at Emma. “Look, Mr. Fleming is very concerned about you! Emma, heed my advice. You must cherish it, and don't get on his nerves, okay?”

Meanwhile, Thomas fixed his eyes on Zeke again. “If I'm not mistaken, Emma only started to treat me coldly after being deluded by you!”

Zeke nodded and did not even speak up for himself. “You're right.”

Thomas warned him disdainfully, “Before this, you might not know that Emma is my woman and kept pestering her. Fine, I don't blame you for that. But now, I need to get one thing straight. Emma is fated to be my woman, so stop being a pain in the neck. If not, don't blame me for being ruthless!”

Staring at him with a look of utter disdain, Zeke sneered, “Oh, is it? Let's find out who is more ruthless, you or me?”

D*mn it! Thomas almost burst a blood vessel as nobody had ever provoked him with such a mockery before. “Since you have a death wish, I'm going to grant your wish!”

Next, he turned to instruct Gawain, “Gawain, teach him a lesson now! But remember not to finish him off as we're at the hospital now. It'll be good enough to let him end up with broken hands and legs.”

Gawain responded respectfully.

The muscular and dark-skinned boxer clenched his fists, cracking his knuckles. His intimidating vibe was sending a chill down everyone's spine.

It scared the crap out of Emma. She dashed forward and stood in front of Zeke. “If you insist on bashing him up, you'll have to do it over my dead body then!”

Green with envy, Thomas' eyes were flaring with simmering fury. His jealousy became more intense as Emma was getting more protective of Zeke.

Dragging her with a yank, he snarled, “D*mn it! If you continue to back him up, I'll finish him off at any time! It's easy as pie to get rid of such trash!”

As a result, Emma staggered and fell on the floor. She yelled at the top of her lungs, “Help! Help! Someone is stirring up trouble!”

“Shut up!” Thomas stretched out his hand and was about to slap her face.

At the eleventh hour, Zeke sent Thomas flying with just a slap. Subsequently, the latter rammed into the wall television before landing clumsily on the floor, spewing blood from his mouth.