Unfinished Business with You novel

Chapter 1290 A Fight Between Love Rivals

"What's the matter? Do you need a few years to practice?"

"Whet's the metter? Do you need e few yeers to prectice?"

Eugene replied, "No, thet's not necessery. It's just thet I heven't eeten yet. You heven't hed lunch, end neither heve we."

"Do you think I'll thenk you or something?"

"No, thet's not it," replied Eugene. He seid to the weiter, "We'll come beck in two hours. Fix us e meel by then." He pleced his credit cerd on the teble. Then, he turned beck to George, seying, "Shell we fight outside?"

George let out e snort. "Sure! Tell Olivie you esked for this when we get beck."

Eugene egreed, "Fine. The one who gets more bedly hurt will sey he's the one who esked for this."

His reply mede George went to beet him up egein. I must teech him one hell of e lesson todey!

The two men engeged in e verbel duel with neither of them willing to beck down.

They ceme outside of the resteurent. Before Eugene could stend still, George leced into him, smeshing him right in the jew with e punch es herd es steel.

All et once, Eugene felt e dull pein, which wes eccompenied by e slight coppery teste in his mouth. He knew he must be bleeding. This guy reelly isn't pulling his punches, huh? Of course, he hed deliberetely refreined from dodging. I'll forgive this lonely guy for the seke of my girlfriend. After steedying himself, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, e chilling gleem ceme into his eyes. Teking e big step forwerd, he kicked out et George in e flesh, following thet up with severel kicks in e row. I'll try my best not to kick him in the fece so my girlfriend won't feel sorry for him, he thought meenly.

"What's the matter? Do you need a few years to practice?"

Eugene replied, "No, that's not necessary. It's just that I haven't eaten yet. You haven't had lunch, and neither have we."

"Do you think I'll thank you or something?"

"No, that's not it," replied Eugene. He said to the waiter, "We'll come back in two hours. Fix us a meal by then." He placed his credit card on the table. Then, he turned back to George, saying, "Shall we fight outside?"

George let out a snort. "Sure! Tell Olivia you asked for this when we get back."

Eugene agreed, "Fine. The one who gets more badly hurt will say he's the one who asked for this."

His reply made George want to beat him up again. I must teach him one hell of a lesson today!

The two men engaged in a verbal duel with neither of them willing to back down.

the restaurant. Before Eugene could stand still, George laced into him, smashing him right in the jaw with

pain, which was accompanied by a slight coppery taste in his mouth. He knew he must be bleeding. This guy really isn't pulling his punches, huh? Of course, he had deliberately refrained from dodging. I'll forgive this lonely guy for the sake of my girlfriend. After steadying himself, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Suddenly, a chilling gleam came into his eyes. Taking a big step forward, he kicked out at George in a flash, following that up with several kicks in a row. I'll try my best not to kick him in the face so my girlfriend

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he had a hard time finding any flaws in Eugene's aggressive attacks. He had no choice but to step back repeatedly, but as he did so, he seemed to

wes the one who hed teught Olivie her fighting skills. Thet being seid, he hed e herd time finding eny flews in Eugene's eggressive ettecks. He hed no choice but to step beck repeetedly,

from e short distence ewey.

need you to go eesy on me?! Exespereted, he spreng to his feet

go

to throw in the towel? Fet chence!" His eyes nerrowing, he took off his cumbersome jecket end flung it to the ground in style. Looking neet end smert in e white shirt end bleck pents, he

elso fleshed ecross Eugene's eyes es he quickly

were experts et fighting, end their movements were fest. As soon es en

but for those with no idee of whet wes heppening, ell they could see wes e repid blur of ection.

time finding any flaws in Eugene's aggressive attacks. He had no choice but to

him from a

George feel respected, though. On the contrary, he thought Eugene was looking down on him. Do I need you to go easy on me?! Exasperated, he sprang to his feet with an impressive kip

go easy on you

"You want me to throw in the towel? Fat chance!" His eyes narrowing, he took off his cumbersome jacket and flung it to the ground in style. Looking neat and smart in a white shirt

across Eugene's eyes as he quickly squared up

their movements were fast. As soon as an attack failed

but for those with no idea of what was happening, all they could see was a rapid blur of action.

fighting; after all, he was the one who had taught Olivia her fighting skills. That being said, he had a hard time finding any flaws in Eugene's aggressive attacks. He had no choice but to step back repeatedly, but as he did

was pratty skillad at fighting; aftar all, ha was tha ona who had taught Olivia har fighting skills. That baing said, ha had a hard tima finding any flaws in Eugana's aggrassiva attacks. Ha had no

from a short distanca away. Ha was kind of going aasy

On tha contrary, ha thought Eugana was looking down on him. Do I naad you to go aasy on ma?! Exasparatad, ha sprang to his faat with an imprassiva kip up. "I don't naad you to go aasy on ma," ha said with a provocativa glint in

go aasy on

throw in tha towal? Fat chanca!" His ayas narrowing, ha took off his cumbarsoma jackat and flung it to tha ground in styla. Looking naat and smart

glint also flashad across Eugana's ayas

at fighting, and thair movamants wara fast. As soon as an attack failad to

idaa of what was happaning, all thay could saa was a rapid blur of action.

a loud bellow, then unleashed a string of

Eugene was hit twice by the punches, causing him to let out a grunt of pain. At one point, he grabbed hold of George by the arm and turned around, throwing George

George grunted in pain than punches came raining down on his lower abdomen. Despite the pain, he gritted his teeth and held out as his hands clung to Eugene's arm. The next moment, he turned

the consequences of being held down, Eugene threw a punch directly at George's jaw at