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.

eyes betrayed no hint of emotion

the top of his lungs, “My hand!

eyes flashed red with anger.

ordered, “What are you all doing? Give these people a

following the man’s scream, “No one is allowed to bully my wife,” he demanded fiercely. “Who else wants

of the people standing up

most

made him

1/3

of defeating this

“Target the woman!”

be

the surroundings, giving courage to those too scared to stand up to Damien

could get to the girl behind him! After all, there were so many of them. How could he help her if he couldn’t

of seconds, they started to swarm

clenched her fists tightly, her hands gripping the handle of Damien’s wheelchair.

see every inch of their movements through

“A bad environment can indeed bring out 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

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

while the brave ones continued

were surrounded, no one