Marry My Ex's Sworn Enemy

Chapter 188 Bad Luck?

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Seeing that Sonya was still in a daze, Brian directly left his bicycle and rushed over, pulling her to the side. The next second, the flowerpot fell to the ground with a loud bang and shattered into pieces.

Brian breathed heavily. He first glanced at Sonya and then ran towards the building.

Meanwhile, Sonya finally snapped back to reality and immediately

followed

Brian.

It was an old residential building with no elevator. The two of them ran up to the fifth floor and saw a seven or eight–year–old boy about to push another hanging flowerpot down.

Brian hurriedly ran up, but it was too late to stop it as the boy had already pushed the flowerpot down.

Hearing a loud bang downstairs, Sonya felt that her heart was also jumping violently. She hurriedly leaned on the railing and looked down. Seeing that the flowerpot didn’t hit anyone, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Brian also breathed a sigh of relief and then shouted at the boy, “Do you know how dangerous this is?”

But the boy had a nonchalant expression on his face and even made a grimace at Brian.

Seeing the boy about to run away, Brian immediately grabbed him.

“Where is your home? Are your parents at home?” Brian asked with anger.

The boy wanted to escape. But when he saw Brian’s angry face, he immediately burst into tears.

As soon as the boy cried, the door of the neighboring apartment opened, and a middle–aged man poked his head out. Seeing that it was his own child crying, he immediately stepped out.

“What are you doing? Let go of my son!” he shouted at Brian.

The boy cried loudly and complained to his father, “He hit me! It hurts SO much!”

Upon hearing the boy’s words, the middle–aged man became furious and started rolling up his sleeves.

“You’re an adult, yet you hit a child! Have you no shame?”

Brian furrowed his brows and said to that man, “Firstly, I didn’t hit your son. Secondly, aren’t you going to ask what your son did?”

“You didn’t hit him? But my son is crying

crying in pain!” the man said unreasonably.

“You can check on your son to see if he has any injuries!”

“So you actually wanted to hurt my son? That’s outrageous!”

was protecting his son,

threw the flowerpot from here and almost hit

didn’t look down. He just snorted and said, “How do you know it was my son who did it? Do you have any

with our own

a lesson today!” the man said, and he even started to attack

of the boy. But he didn’t want to fight with the man, so he could only step back

thought about how to deal with this kind of unreasonable

Brian, “Prof. Wesley, maybe

her words fell, Brian widened his eyes in disbelief. “You

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it. I’m just thinking that this flowerpot is quite heavy, and this platform is

Sonya said, the man nodded in agreement. “You’re

man and asked, “But if it wasn’t this child, then who pushed

man cleared his

and hits someone, it could actually kill someone. If it was an adult who did it, it wouldn’t be an accident but rather a

“What?”

is serious. I think we should

don’t think it’s necessary,”

Wesley,

you think?”

Sonya ignored him and looked

Sonya gave him a glance and immediately understood her meaning.

see it clearly either. But according to your analysis, it should be an adult. This matter is indeed serious. I’ll call the police

call the police,” the man

way, how many households are there on this floor? I notice that the other doors are locked. It looks like no one else is living here.

didn’t know how to reply.

your son, then it must be

Sonya pretended to be afraid and took a step back.

Why did you want to

the man exclaimed, looking

that flowerpot fall

his phone again and quickly pulled his son over, giving him a slap and scolding, “You little brat! Why did you play with the flowerpots there? You almost hurt someone!”

slapped the naughty boy again,

the man apologized to Brian and Sonya, promising to properly discipline his son and never let him play with those flowerpots again

down from upstairs, Brian gave Sonya a

didn’t expect you to be so

that when dealing with unreasonable people, you

must be even more cunning than

Henry with that word. But after careful consideration, she found no word was suitable to describe him. So,