My Flirtacious Husband

Yorick begged, “Please, Jojo. Please let me off. I beg you-”

But as soon as he realized Johanna had no intention of letting him go, he grimaced and started raising his voice. “What nonsense is this? How dare you do this to your father! I brought you to this world! Without me, you’re nothing!”

“So what if I’d sold you to the club? That’s where you can make quick bucks within a short time. You’re my daughter, so it’s your duty to bring me money while you’re still young. No one would pay money to spend time with you ten years from now when you’re old and haggard like your mom!” he continued throwing a fit as if he had gone bonkers.

Steven, who was merely a young man in his thirties, was dumbfounded by the vicious remarks a father made about his daughter.

Johanna blanched at his words at first but pulled herself together. She aimed at two of Yorick’s fingers on his right hand and chopped them with the chopper.

Blood splattered all over Johanna’s face.

“Ah!” Yorick bellowed in pain, and his body twitched.

“You’re no longer my father since the day you sold me to the nightclub. You hear me?” Johanna then stuck the chopper between Yorick’s remaining fingers, causing the man to shudder in fear.

“If you dare do this to me again, I’ll send you to hell with my own hands!” Johanna threatened.

She got up, wiped the blood off her face, and said to Steven, “Release him, Steven. Let’s go.”

and wrapped her arm around Johanna’s shoulder before giving her

the bloodstain off her fingers, Johanna asked Genevieve, “Are you shocked to see what I did to my father? Do you

what was on her mind. “Just

did not expect Johanna to

know people who gamble compulsively are worse than drug addicts? They would do anything to get their hands on

all the crazy things gamblers did-” Johanna did not explain further. Perhaps, she had had a traumatizing experience dealing

Just look at what my father did to me. He actually sold me to a nightclub. Can

hearing that, Genevieve could

far-sighted as Johanna because she was so hopelessly

survived the ordeal had

liked her even more. She gently rubbed

right!” Johanna’s eyes lit

seconds later. “But my passport is

you, so don’t worry. But if the club refuses to return the passport, we’ll

rubbed her head against Genevieve’s body.

want to