Chloe sat up with a jolt the next time she opened her eyes.Without looking around her, she felt her entire body for any pain but felt nothing. It wasn't until she paid attention to the free-fall gown she was wearing that she realized it wasn't what she left the house in this morning.Her eyes stung with tears, and she sniffled, quickly concluding Matt Peterson had succeeded in sleeping with her.She heard someone tug on the doorknob almost immediately and grabbed the lamp holder closest to her, ready to smash Matt Peterson's head in the moment he walked in.She was ready to hurl the lampstand when she realized it wasn't Matt Peterson but her..."Ethan?"Ethan, who had no idea what was about to befall him as he had his attention on the tray he was carrying, halted and looked up."Huh?"When he saw she had woken up, his dull eyes immediately lit up."You're awake. You were asleep for three hours. I was starting to get worried." The man beamed lightly, walking closer to her.He lowered
Chloe patiently listened to him talk about how his family had refused to lend him money for his mother's treatment, but shamelessly came to claim her body from the hospital where she died.He had grabbed a mop stick with a sharp edge and threatened to kill them with it if they came any closer to his mother. He hurled insults at them before chasing them away from the hospital.Right before they left, they cut all ties with him, officially leaving him to fend for his life as an orphan.Both his mother's family and his father's family cut all ties with him."So on the day I buried my mother, I vowed to make each and everyone of them pay for letting her die when it wouldn't have cost them anything to save her life," Ethan concluded his reminiscing, staring into the empty space.Chloe understood he was having a moment, so she refrained from saying anything for the meantime until they were about to leave.As she buckled her seatbelt, she turned to him and smiled lightly, "I understand it wh
"What? Why?" Claire blurted out, furrowing her brows in confusion."He asked me out, but I turned him down. Then he gave me the jewelry saying I can always find him around the school if I change my mind," Chloe explained, a sigh of exhaustion escaping her lips as she slumped down on the couch behind her."Why would Paul ask you out? He knows you're my sister. He would recognize you anywhere, so why would he do something like that?" Claire bit down on her lower lip, lowering her eyes to the floor."To get back at you and me for what happened to the Jespersen family." Ethan chimed in calmly, his eyes as hard as ever.A sudden silence engulfed the living room for a few minutes before Claire broke it with a snort."The Jespersen family? Paul doesn't give a damn about the Jespersen family.""Yes, they might have asked him to get back at us for what happened to them, but Paul isn't doing it for them. It's just so he can pin it on them when whatever he's planning backfires on him."Chloe's e
Paul found the man's suggestion about Ethan calling Kane to help him good. Now that he thought of it, that imbecile with Ethan had also intimidated him that day.Moreover, he didn't want to risk someone coming after the Michigan family in the future to avenge Ethan's death.So he exhaled loudly and leaned towards the table."Your suggestion doesn't sound too bad. The more, the merrier. Plus, it'll be fun watching the expression on this loser's face when I kill that sidekick of his."The man in front of Ethan slipped his hands into his pockets and snorted into his face."Mr. Michigan always knows the best way to make an example of people. So you better be grateful he's extending your lifespan by a few minutes.""Now take out your phone and call this friend of yours. Be fast about it because I can't afford to let you live any longer than Mr. Michigan wants you to."Ethan maintained the stoic look on his face as he stared back at the thug with drooping eyes. He appeared as though he hear
Paul Michigan and the thug with him froze for a moment when they turned to see the pathetic state the muscular men they had brought to beat up Ethan were in."What...how could this happen? These guys are the best on the streets," the thug stuttered, eyes still wide open in disbelief as he stared at the muscular men.A few of them were fortunate to hit their heads against something and pass out, putting a pause on the pain from the bones sticking out from their arms and legs.While the rest were unfortunate to remain conscious. The intense pain from their broken bones didn't let them black out and at the same time, the pain dulled their brain, forcefully keeping them awake.The thug braced himself and moved closer to where the muscular men were. He glanced at every one of them groaning in pain on the floor and clutching their broken parts before he kicked the person closest to him."H-hey! What do you think you're doing? You can't even take someone like him. Think about the huge amount
Ethan pressed the thug's face to the ground, leaving him no space to do anything besides look at the things in front of him."Let go of me! Let go of me! You must be tired of living!" The thug kept screaming, desperately wriggling his body to escape Ethan, all to no avail.Ethan's leg on him was way more painful than he thought it would be. He could even feel the man's weight crushing his skull.Seeing Ethan didn't seem like he would let go anytime soon, the thug could only turn to Paul Michigan helplessly."Mr. Michigan, please help me!" The thug's mouth was pressing against the floor, hence his words were barely audible.However, Paul Michigan was standing close enough to hear him, but he didn't bother despite hearing the man call for help. The thug was just a means to an end anyway.Now that he knew Daniel Voltia's right-hand man was on his way, Paul was now back to being arrogant.The accuracy and casual display of strength Ethan had used when he swatted back the muscular men and
A man of 5'9", with a commanding demeanor and a complacent look on his face, unhurriedly walked into the pub with his hands clasped behind him and his nose held high up in the air.Behind him was a group consisting of four boys. They were the same height as him and had the same commanding demeanor.The man was yet completely into the room when the thug limped towards him and dropped to his knees in front of him, stopping him from walking forward.The thug gripped the man by his pants' leg and sniffled exaggeratedly, looking up to reveal the white lines on his cheeks as a result of his dried tears."Brother, thank God you're here! If you had come even a second later than this, your younger brother would've been trampled to death by a total loser!"The man looked down at him, the corners of his lips curling up in utter disgust as he shook the thug's hands away."Loser? What? You couldn't even take care of someone like that? Your brother is the right-hand man of Daniel Voltia, and you ca
The thug failed to notice the underlying fear in Jonathan's tone, the thug limped forward and nodded his head repeatedly in agreement."That's right. It's Ethan Black, Chloe William's loser husband who disappeared a few days after getting married to her and still returned as a loser six years later!""This scumbag doesn't know his limit. He thinks he can do whatever he wants just because he spent a few years in the army.""Today, we'll make him understand that this is Springdale. And Springdale is a town where only the rich and powerful live!"The manager of the pub, whom Ethan had just released his grip on her wrist, snorted loudly, wiping away the tears falling down her eyes as she rushed to Jonathan and hid behind him."He stayed in the army for six years? No wonder he has such a strong grip! Mr. Warrick, please teach this bastard a lesson!"Paul hissed from where he sat, lowering his eyes to his nails to remove the nonexistent dirt from them."Even the head of the William family h