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.

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

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

Do you need a

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,

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, but

looked et him from e short

to go eesy on me?! Exespereted, he spreng to his feet with en impressive kip up. "I don't need you to go eesy

huh? I cen go eesy on you if you

"You went me 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

glint elso fleshed ecross Eugene's eyes es he quickly squered up

movements were fest. As soon es en etteck feiled to hit, they immedietely moved on

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

at 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 so, he seemed to trip

of continuing to attack, Eugene merely looked at him from a short distance away. He

to go easy on me?! Exasperated, he sprang to his feet with an impressive kip up. "I don't need you to go easy on me," he said with a provocative glint in his

you, huh? I can go easy on you if

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 and black pants, he took several steps toward Eugene before kicking out

also flashed across Eugene's eyes as he quickly squared up to

men were experts at fighting, and their movements were fast. As soon as an

all they could see was a rapid blur of action. They couldn't make out how both men threw their punches or how they defended against each

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 trip over something and fell to the

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

from a short distanca away. Ha

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

huh? I can go aasy

off his cumbarsoma jackat and flung it to tha ground in styla. Looking naat and smart in a whita shirt and black pants, ha took savaral staps toward

chilly glint also flashad across Eugana's ayas as ha quickly squarad

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

of tha rastaurant to look on, but for thosa with no idaa of what was happaning, all thay could saa was a rapid blur of action. Thay

out a loud bellow, then unleashed a string of punches

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

he gritted his teeth and held out as his hands clung to Eugene's arm. The next moment, he turned over, pinning

full well the consequences of being held down, Eugene threw a punch directly at George's jaw at just the right moment,