Marrying the Man in the Dark

Chapter 173 A Dark Blue Silhouette

His hands froze in mid-air as they were caught hold of by someone.

The man sitting in the wheelchair bore an air of calmness.

His long fingers were wrapped tightly around the other man’s wrist.

The other man’s forehead scrunched into a deep scowl. His muscles started to tense up as he tried to pull away.

But his hands were caught in place under Damien’s grip.

“Honey!”

Vivian’s eyes widened in shock at the sight before her.

Her husband was a trainer at the local gym. Every muscle was perfectly sculpted and toned.

No one in town was stronger than her husband.

But the man in the wheelchair, with a firm grip on his arm, stopped him from hitting Cherise.

A glob of sweat trickled down his temple.

spiritless eyes betrayed no hint of emotion as he suddenly strengthened

at the top of his lungs,

red

are you all doing? Give these

wife,” he demanded fiercely. “Who else wants to know what it’s like to have your hands dislocated?”

warning, the faces of the people standing up for Vivian took on a

husband was the most muscular

even made him shriek in

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else was capable of defeating this man?

over. “Target the woman!” she commanded.

be able to help her!”

surroundings, giving courage to those too scared to stand

there were so many of them.

they started

fists tightly, her hands gripping the handle of Damien’s wheelchair. “Damien, what should I do?” her voice trembling

he was blind, he could see every inch of their movements through the

worst in people,” he said. “But don’t you all have parents and children to protect at home? Are you sure karma won’t get to you if you do anything bad.

clap of thunder rumbled across the skies as if to emphasize the weight

cowards stood rooted to their spots while the brave ones continued to approach.

were surrounded, no one dared to hit Damien.