Chapter 041 Barret was smote

“Remember.” Barret nodded and said, “Wait a minute, I have something to do.”

Finished saying that, he turned to leave.

Jenny watched his back go away gradually, she didn’t know what he was going to do, but since he said to let her wait for a while, it meant that he would definitely come back after a while.

In this case, she just waited.

Anyway, the two people’s appointment time was two o’clock in the afternoon.

There was still plenty of time.

Barret almost trotted all the way to the old man Smith’s room.

When he went, Grandpa Smith was sitting on a wooden recliner with his eyes closed, the room was

smoking incense, and Moore was standing by.

“Grandfather.”

He let out a cry, and Mr. Smith opened his eyes and looked at him, as expected.

“You’re here, sit down!”

Just as Mr. Smith finished speaking, who knew that, suddenly, Barret knelt directly in front of him.

“Grandpa, I’m sorry, I know what you mean, you don’t want us to divorce, it’s me who failed you.”

“So, are you still determined to divorce?” Mr. Smith asked immediately.

Barret knelt, pursing his lips and saying nothing.

But silence had replaced everything.

“No wonder Jenny insists on divorcing, your attitude will make everyone feel chills.”

“Moore, help him up.” The old man’s voice was stern and calm.

Moore walked over, bent over to grab Barret’s arm and helped him up.

Suddenly, Mr. Smith took the cane and struck him with a stick.

The old man was very ruthless.

The pain exploded all over Barret’s back in an instant.

the old man

and Barret’s entire back was burning with pain.

you still want to divorce?” the old man

“I’m sorry, Grandpa.”

remained stubborn,

without frowning, clenching his fists, endured

old man looked, the angrier

that he raised his cane

pursed his lips, gritted his teeth to be ready

man, you can’t strike, if you strike again, you

very hale and can’t be broke.” The old man

be soft with grandpa, how can your

for my own good, and

better, let him

Mr. Smith tremble with

Barret hard with his

time, it was very

and his blood spat out of his mouth.

the bright red blood

Moore immediately went to help

Barret was all

because of sweat,

wet because of

patch that soaked almost the entire

the old man was in anger

his hot youth and

this continued, the consequence was simply

Correct.

Young mistress!

save the young master was the young

and went

a row, the old man was also tired, he put down his cane

tea.

look of hating iron not

wife, but to insist on provoking women

a lifetime, no matter what difficulties we encounter, we have gone through hand in hand, this lifetime can be said that we had been nurturing each other until we grew old, how did we give birth to the wicked son of your father.

is crooked, the good son he taught, taught you such an ungrateful

silently, not daring to

not dare to refute too.

did

It’s his fault.

He was irrefutable.

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