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.

endure without humming or begging for mercy, the old man became more and more angry. Waving the cane, another

sticks went down, and Barret’s entire back was

still want to divorce?” the old man asked

“I’m sorry, Grandpa.”

stubborn,

tree, without frowning, clenching his fists, endured with gritting his teeth

more the old man looked, the

angry that he raised his cane again, and raised his hand to strike.

at the cane he held up, pursed his lips, gritted his teeth

over and hugged the cane: “Old man, you can’t strike, if you strike again, you

can’t be

shouted anxiously, “Master, you should be soft with grandpa, how can

own good, and I know Grandpa is angry, if striking me

him strike

made Mr.

Barret

it was very

forward suddenly, groaning, and his blood spat out of his

the bright red blood

went to help

help, he realized that Barret was

because of sweat,

because of blood soaking.

patch that soaked almost the entire

saw that the old man was

hot youth and didn’t

consequence was simply

Correct.

Young mistress!

the only one who could save the young master was

helped Barret up and went out immediately, was ready to look for Jenny.

old man was also tired, he put down his cane and

tea.

he looked at Barret, with a look of hating iron not become steel: “Like your father, not wanting a

wife, but to insist on

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

beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, the good son he taught,

daring to say

dare to refute too.

did

It’s his fault.

He was irrefutable.

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