Six Brothers Plea for Forgiveness

Chapter 192

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John Wilson retorted defiantly, “Sister–in–law didn’t say anything, so neither will I!” He’d been outsmarted by his brother again. Unbelievable! It had been this way his whole life!

Jack’s voice sharpened, “My patience is wearing thin.”

found me in a dumpster.”

“Bro, are you sure I’m your real brother? I bet you found

“Glad you know,” Jack replied.

John Wilson exploded.“I don’t care! I’m your real brother! You want answers? Make “her” talk, huh?” He slammed the phone down in a huff – they were always picking on him!

Jack tried calling several times, but the brat wouldn’t answer. He rubbed his temples in frustration. He texted, “Wings getting too big, huh?” The little punk! Had John Wilson blabbed something that made Alice suspicious of his identity? Jack felt a pang of anxiety. But John Wilson’s words didn’t sound quite right.

Changing clothes, Jack went outside and saw Alice sitting alone on the floor, looking forlorn and isolated. He felt a pang of sympathy.

He walked over and tossed a pair of boxing gloves at her, hitting her squarely in the chest.

“Ouch!” Alice yelped, turning to see Jack smirking. The urge to punch him overwhelmed her.

“Did you do that on purpose?” she demanded.

“Obviously not. Did you see “me” throw it? It rolled over itself.”

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“You think I’d believe that?” Alice had been dwelling on John Wilson’s words, feeling down, bu now she was just furious.

Jack picked up the gloves.“Then prove me wrong. Let’s spar.”

Alice gritted her teeth. Seeing the bandage still on his shoulder, she realized he hadn’t taken it off.

Jack followed her gaze.“Don’t worry, I’m guarding them.”

Did this guy “ever” speak normally?

connecting perfectly. She grinned, stepping back.“You weren’t paying

eyes locked on

to be outdone, charging at him. They traded blows

drawling, “Too slow. Is your reaction time that bad? Are you a turtle?”

have openings! Use your head, not just

power behind it! Didn’t you eat?”

criticized her speed, then her openings, then her

exhausted, she collapsed onto the floor.“I can’t do

tired.” Too

she didn’t move. Jack sat beside

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touch, her heart skipping a

the towel.“I can do

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water bottles nearby. He was also tired. Alice had made significant progress, her punches stronger than most women.

sweat, Alice felt relaxed, too drained to worry about anything. They sat in comfortable silence as the setting sun cast beautiful light into the

did John

“How did you

know?”

stared at him, apprehensive. Had Jack noticed something? The man was sharp; it wouldn’t be easy

was equally anxious, unsure what John Wilson had told Alice.

his

replied, calmer now.“I just asked him a question, but he

you ask?” Jack’s breath hitched. He’d never been this nervous

hesitated, then, thinking Jack knew John Wilson and seemed friendly with him, maybe he knew the answer? John Wilson would only quit the finals for someone incredibly important.

at her intently.“You don’t

a big deal. I just asked if he’d ever quit a competition because of someone.” Alice realized her question was inappropriate. How

question odd.“Why did you ask that?”

mumbled, unable to tell the truth.

to be trying to find John Wilson’s weakness so he’ll quit next year’s competition, would you?”

Am I that kind of person?” Alice was shocked. She’d never stoop to such tactics. Competitions were about skill, about winning fairly! Winning unfairly was meaningless. But seeing Jack’s expression, she realized John

too.

so upset about it?” Jack thought about Alice and John Wilson standing together at the competition, a strange unease

to explain, but she couldn’t reveal the real reason. She hesitated.“Okay, I admit I was testing him