Chapter 227

A figure loomed in the doorway, eyes blazing with fury, surveying the room with a wrathful glare. His fists were balled up, his body tense with a lethal vibe as he locked eyes with Celena, who was helplessly sprawled on the floor. His voice, stern and menacing, thundered, "You! You're asking for it!"

Liam had reached his boiling point. Celena's white dress was then nothing more than rags as she lay there, unresponsive, completely vulnerable. Liam, eyes red with anger, stormed in and sent the hefty woman on top of Celena flying with a powerful kick. She flew across the room and slammed into a table, which shattered on impact, sending snacks and drinks flying.

The woman screamed in agony as she landed amidst the broken glass, her back lacerated and bleeding profusely.

"Ah! My back, it's killing me! It hurts so much!"

Bang!

With the woman out of the way, Liam quickly grabbed another assailant and hurled her aside. She crashed into a liquor shelf, which toppled over with a clatter, bottles shattering. The smell of alcohol permeated the air.

Liam scooped Celena up with a look of intense worry, cradling her close as he asked, "Celena, are you okay?"

the warmth she knew so well, the scent that was unmistakably Liam, and hearing the concern in his voice, Celena's senses snapped back. The

want

she had ever been, her body a mess and her spirit crushed

home, However, we're not done with the

her hand a bit tighter, feeling Celena's fear as she shook in his arms. He wrapped her up and walked briskly

don't be scared. I'm right

let anyone who hurts you get away with

"Celena..."

Celena in the car, draped a coat over her, and saw not a single inch of

her forehead, Liam murmured,

turned and stormed back

by Samara's family, was then a battleground. A dozen guards

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