Marry My Ex's Sworn Enemy

Chapter 84: That's My Sister-in-Law, Right?

The man in sunglasses emerged, witnessed the scene, and folded his arms, clearly unwilling to intervene. Mr. Sterling, startled, pulled harder on Sophia.

Through the open door, Sophia saw a smoky, trashed room. A short, stout man knelt on the floor, his clothes dirty, torn, and stained with blood he was clearly being beaten.

Sophia looked at the men seated around the table, their faces obscured by smoke, some laughing, some talking, some drinking. A semblance of harmony, yet an underlying menace permeated the

air.

The man directly opposite the entrance leaned back, tapping his cigarette butt with his index finger. Someone leaned in to speak to him; he smirked slightly, shaking his head. "Honey..." Sophia whispered, stunned.

At the sound of her voice, the man looked up. His brow furrowed when he saw her. He stood and walked out.

Sean reached the doorway to see Sophia being dragged by Mr. Sterling. In two strides, he was beside her, pulling her into his arms and simultaneously kicking Mr. Sterling to the ground. Mr. Sterling rolled twice, his anger flaring. He pointed at Sean, about to yell, when the man int sunglasses grabbed his outstretched finger and snapped it.

"Aaah!" Mr. Sterling screamed in agony.

The others froze, then scrambled back in fear.

"Did he touch you?" Sean whispered to Sophia, his voice low and dangerous Sophia was still reeling from the shock, so she simply nodded.

Sean pulled her closer, then glanced at the man in sunglasses. The man immediately understood and proceeded to beat Mr. Sterling mercilessly. Sophia flinched. Sean turned her away from the scene.

"I... I'm okay. Stop hitting him, stop it!" she pleaded."Don't kill him!"

Sean kissed Sophia's forehead, trying to reassure her, and gestured for the man in sunglasses to

stop.

Once the man stopped, he uttered a single word, "Scram!" and the men scattered, fleeing the scene. in a panicked retreat.

Leaning against Sean, Sophia breathed a sigh of relief, then noticed the strong smell of cigarettes. and alcohol on him.

""Mr. Sullivan, that's your sister-in-law, right?"

as

"sister-in-law."

A man with graying hair approached, addressing Sophia Sean held the back of Sophia's head, preventing her from turning to face them. Yeah, let's just leave it at that." "Why not invite your sister-in-law in for a drink?"

"She doesn't like this kind of place. Let's just go."

guys. We don't want to offend your

Thats

thinly at the man. T'll treat everyone

you'd only grace us with your

"Let's arrange it then."

"Excellent, excellent."

voice was cold and commanding as he spoke to the man. Once in the car, he pulled

a place like that again." The command was absolute, yet delivered

hugged Sean's

Those men...

Don't worry about them."

"Oh."

you?" he asked, his "Just one glass," she

forehead resting against hers.

softly."Let me taste what it was like." Sophia blushed and leaned in, instantly pulled

of the car a short distance from their villa complex. They walked home hand in hand, the quiet

we stay like this forever,

squeezed her hand. "We will

"Why?" Sophia was disappointed.

only love you more and

at him. The

""Honey, you're so handsome."

I look in the mirror every day. But I'm still happy to hear you say it. It means I have good taste in

laughed until she had no strength left, refusing to walk, demanding a piggyback ride. Sean lifted her onto his back and

crossroads, Sophia saw the elderly woman again, her son in his wheelchair. It must have been cold; she had wrapped a scarf around her son, covering

woman was selling oranges; she had only one basket left. Sophia tapped Sean, asking him

Young lady, are you buying more? Did you finish the apples you bought

That's

woman asked.

gave some away.

basket of oranges; there must have been twenty or more pounds. "Honey, let's buy them," she asked

an eyebrow. "You want

nodded. "It's

down,

onto his shoulder.. Sophia paid, then caught

won't the basket ruin your

coat?"

does,

an expensive coat; she remembered seeing the label when she was