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."

a bunch of smelly old guys. We don't want to offend

Thats My

thinly at the man. T'll treat everyone

you'd only grace us with your

"Let's arrange it then."

"Excellent, excellent."

and commanding as he spoke to the man. Once in the car, he pulled her into his arms

a place like that again." The command was

Sean's neck and

Those men...

Don't worry about them."

"Oh."

drank too, didn't you?" he asked, his

forehead resting against hers.

cut on her forehead and chuckled softly."Let me taste what it was like." Sophia blushed and leaned in, instantly pulled close

his system, Sean pulled Sophia out of the car a short distance from their villa complex. They walked home hand in hand, the quiet street nearly deserted.

we stay like

her hand. "We

"Why?" Sophia was disappointed.

love you more

occasionally glancing up at him. The moon shone bright above,

""Honey, you're so handsome."

the mirror every day. But I'm still

walk, demanding a piggyback ride. Sean lifted her onto his back and walked

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 his face, leaving only his eyes.

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

are you buying more? Did you finish the apples you

That's

woman asked.

smiled. "I gave some away. Not

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

"You want

nodded. "It's not

down,

his shoulder.. Sophia paid, then caught

the basket ruin

coat?"

it does, so be

an expensive coat; she remembered seeing the label when