My Loyal Husband After Our Divorce

a large baseball bat in his hand.

Xinghe’s voice showed no sign of alarm as she repeated, “Zhi, is that you?”

She then heard an eerie chuckle in the dark.

She turned around sharply and stared right at his face.

Lit by the weak candle light, the person’s eyes were crazed and their smile was creepy. Xinghe was staring into the face of a homicidal psychopath.

The go-to response for any normal person under these circumstances would be to scream for help.

However, Xinghe was studying the man’s face closely with not a trace of fear in her eyes.

“It’s you!” Xinghe exclaimed in surprise.

Her shock was shared by the man. In a deep, throaty voice, he growled, “You know me?”

know you! You’re the one who hit me with the car six years ago! I’ll never

the man’s eyes was slowly

for you to die.” As he said so, he raised the

unperturbed. She folded her legs and asked calmly, “Who ordered you to come

grave? Although, I must say, woman you have some impressive guts.” He had the bat

though Xinghe’s unconventional reaction surprised him but he had to get

what, Xinghe had to

his speech pattern. “It was Wu Rong who wanted me dead six years ago and it was

was her—” As the words escaped the man’s mouth, the bat in his hands came down hard at

back out of harm’s way. The man

eyes had gotten used to the glow in the room so the sudden change of lighting

was more than enough for

blows to his body and his

a battery-operated lamplight

it was Xia Zhi who yelled excitedly, “Finally, we’re all done