Son In Law Madness novel

Chapter 440 No Escape “Look, there’s just no escape for you,” Brutus remarked with a devious smile as he stared at Holton and Yolanda. Subsequently, he turned his attention to Ysabel. Tsk-tsking, he asked grimly, “Girl, were you hiding them?” When Ysabel backpedaled in fear, Holton thundered, “Brutus, this has nothing to do with her!” Brutus responded with a ruthless expression, “I don’t care about that. But for hiding both of you here, I must demonstrate my prowess to her.” The men behind him broke into hearty laughter, causing Isabel’s face to lose all color. As Brutus lumbered into the storage room, his giant figure alone seemed to fill the entire space. Summoning what was left of her strength, Yolanda drew her broken blade with a flash and stabbed it at Brutus’ head. Unexpectedly, he didn’t bother to dodge or evade at all. In the midst of his insidious smile, a long clang rang out when the blade made contact with his skin. Unexpectedly, sparks flew out as if Yolanda’s blade had struck cold-hard steel.

Yolanda narrowed her eyes and swiftly backed off when she realized the dangerous situation they were in. Unfortunately, it was already too late, for Brutus’ punch, launched with tremendous force, had landed right in the center of her chest. When her ribs shattered with a thunderous crack, Yolanda, with her eyes widened in shock, coughed out mouthfuls of blood. Screaming in horror, Ysabel covered her eyes and didn’t dare watch any further. “You piece of thrash!” Brutus threw Yolanda aside as if she was garbage before stomping on her abdomen. Seized by thunderous rage, Holton threw himself forward to shield the woman. By then, a listless look descended upon Yolanda’s eyes while her breath became so shallow that it felt as if she could die at any moment. “What are you screaming for? You’re such a nuisance!”

you insist on dying in Pollerton.” Walking up to Holton, Brutus looked down at him. If they had stayed in the Terrandya Provincial Center, Silas wouldn’t have had the guts to behave so audaciously. Holton was in no mood to chat with Brutus. Instead, he wiped the corners of Yolanda’s mouth attentively. From his experience, he could tell that she didn’t have much time left. The knowledge of her impending death filled him with anguish. Even though Yolanda was his bodyguard, she was first and foremost his wife. After surviving many a crisis together, he was naturally devastated by the prospect of her losing her life soon. “This is true love indeed. Let me send both of you on