A quick, vicious punch to Denver’s face.
BAM~!
It was a super-solid punch.
Denver’s head twisted more than ninety degrees.
“And who did you call a clown?”
Stephen snorted, cracking his knuckles.
“Know your place, big guy.
"You’re not someone who even deserves to be around a beauty like her.
"Just being big isn’t enough. You need class, too.”
He had been experiencing enough in boxing.
So even though Denver had a bigger build than him, he was confident in winning this fight.
Denver turned his head back toward them.
When Diane put her hand on Stephen’s shoulder.
Denver looked angrily and disappointedly at the woman who did something unimaginable to him.
“Let me show you what real class looks like!”
Stephen began to shuffle his feet like a boxer and got into his hunting stance.
As Denver took a step forward, Stephen swiveled and crafted a powerful back kick.
He thought would secure him a sure victory.
Because back kicks were so powerful.
However, Denver caught Stephen’s left foot thrusting toward him.
Instantly, he twisted it with such force.
Stephen’s whole body twisted!
He spun once, before he pathetically crashed on the floor.
Stephen cringed in pain because his ankle hurt.
He was very good at implementing his back kick, but it was countered so easily.
He lost a big chunk of his confidence.
“Stephen!”
Diane stooped down and checked his condition.
“Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?”
Denver, on the other hand, seemed surprised with himself.
He was surprised that he able to react the way he did.
He didn’t remember having such fighting skill.
Did Stephen’s punch set his muscle memory straight?
Seeing her precious Stephen in pain, Diane glared up at Denver, further slicing his heart with her needle-like gaze.
“How could you do this to him?”
“Diane, do you even realize what you’re saying now? What am I to you?”
Denver felt like crying from the swelling pain in his chest, but he controlled himself.
He was bleeding from the corner of his lip, but she didn’t show any concern about his well being;
However, she was visibly worried about Stephen’s sprained ankle.
“And who the hell is he? Is he more important to you than me—your fiance?”
Denver’s voice cracked in his throat.
“You…”
Stephen bore the pain and glared at Denver as he got up.
He could still fight if he wanted to, but he didn’t want to take that risk now.
“You’re going to pay dearly for this. Do you even know who I am? I’m the great—”
Denver angrily stepped toward Stephen.
Stephen didn’t have the confidence in fighting Denver anymore.
He kept stepping backward.
“W-Wait…”
Denver walked past Diane, keeping his focus solely on Stephen.
“I don’t care who you are. You ruined my marriage,”
The sound of his fist tightening was loud enough to send a shiver down Stephen’s spine.
“I won’t be satisfied even if I break all the bones in your body."
"Don’t think you’ll leave this house without paying for messing with my woman!”
BAM~~!!
Just then, Denver felt a sharp, stinging pain in the back of his head.
He slowly turned back, only to see Diane standing there, holding a broken table lamp.
It turned out that she had viciously smashed it on him.
The table lamp was custom-made by a designer.
It was far more expensive than what he could afford, but he still bought it for her
Because she liked it.
She told him, all the people who come into their house would be awed by seeing this table lamp first.
Now, as Denver felt blood leaking on the back of his head, he felt his breath turning heavy.
“D-Diane…”
Even though he had seen it with his own eyes, he still couldn’t believe she would hit him like that.
He just didn’t know what to say.
His heart hurt just as much as his head did if not more.
The fact that she was still holding the table lamp raised wasn’t bad enough.
What hurt Denver even more was that he did not see the Diane he knew before.
There was no warmth or care in her face now.
Denver’s eyes teared up once again as his heart shook and felt squeezed from every angle.
He was hoping to spend the rest of his life with this woman.
But now, she cracked his skull and broke his heart to boot.
“Diane… put that thing down…”
Denver’s voice grew thicker, his eyes a placard of many emotions.
Diane, meanwhile, muttered under her breath.
“Why is he still standing?”
The sound of the lamp breaking made her think that he would definitely faint.
But he was still very much awake.
Denver took a step toward her and raised his hand to grab the lamp.
“L-Leave my house, Denver!”
Diane blurted and waved the lamp once again.
Denver’s hand froze in midair.
The broken lamp pierced his arm and made him bleed, but he stood there like a statue.
“Your… house?”
“Y-Yeah. Leave right now, or I’ll call the police for trespassing my property,”
Diane barked.
Denver’s face was filled with such pain his nose twitched.
Trespassing? In his own house?
He saved the money so they could buy this house.
Now, she was telling him to get out of his own house.
“Diane… didn’t you say you love me?”
Denver’s heart swelled with pain.
“You said I was the best thing that happened in your life.”
“Huh, you wish,”
Diane raised her voice some more, bringing out all the frustration.
All the frustration she had been keeping down in the depths of her heart.
“My dad’s the one who arranged the engagement without knowing my true intentions.”
“True intentions?”
“You can’t give me what I want,”
Diane coldly blurted.
“That’s a fact. You somehow managed to buy this house, but I’m sure you took loans here and there to buy this building.”
He didn’t buy the house with a loan, as he had sold his own ring away for it.
It was a ring with a special totem on it on it.
It had been worn on him since he was found.
“I bought this house FOR BOTH OF US, Diane,”
The veins in Denver’s throat stretched thin.
“So what? Just buying this one house already drained you.
"I want a nice car AND luxury clothes and many more.
"Can you buy me those?
"Do you have any penny left in your pockets?”
Her words cut through Denver’s heart, but she wasn’t done just yet.
“I hate living a poor life, and Stephen is someone who will make me experience that richness!"
"The richness you never could, nor you ever can,”
She spoke confidently.
“I don’t need someone like you in my life!”
“If I’m with you, a mediocre man, I’d get the mediocre disease as well."
"I’m calling our engagement off.”
Denver’s eyes broadened.
"By the way, this is not OUR damn house, it's MINE."
Diane dropped the table lamp, then removed her pre-engagement ring.
And threw it in Denver’s face.
"Now get out of here, loser."
“I’m a nutjob, huh. Yeah, I was not able to see through you, so you can call me that,”Denver sadly smiled, picking the ring off the floor. It was a heart-shaped ring. Denver also had another such ring on his ring finger now.The pre-engagement rings were worth around 500 dollars, which was not at all a small amount of money for Denver.More than the monetary value, the emotional value these pre-engagements rings had in Denver’s mind was great. They were supposed to be treasured for life, yet how could Diane toss the ring away like it’s nothing?Did she really never love him? Not even like him?Diane snorted and looked away.“Hmph, go and find a monkey to put that ring on,” Denver did not speak afterward.As he was walking away, she went out of her way to say, “Oh, I forgot. You have nothing in your name. Even a beggar wouldn’t want to marry you now.”Denver did not talk back to them but just clenched his hands.He just walked toward the main door, leaving behind a trail of blood
Just as the card was thrown in Denver’s face, Denver’s mother-in-law, Subrina, arrived at the bank in a taxi. She saw Denver quarreling with the assistant manager and the guard.She could even hear their voices. “Denver? What’s he doing here? That thick-headed bastard… is he fighting with the bank staff?” Just after she stepped out of the car, she received a phone call from Diane.“He found out about Stephen, Mom,”Diane said with no regret or pain in her voice.Subrina’s eyes widened.“WHAT? H-How? When?”Diane explained everything quickly because Stephen was still in the house. “In the end, I kicked him out of the house. He might cause trouble, so we should be prepared.”“A-Alright. We’ll talk about it after I come home,”Subrina said and ended the call before heading toward the bank. It was her first time coming to this big private bank. That was why she put on excess makeup, making her resemble an old courtesan of sorts.She came and flaunted the check that Stephen had given
“See him out with a stun baton!” Subrina’s voice was loud to irritate every ear out there.The manager regained his haughty demeanor and cast a sharp glance toward Subrina. That gaze alone warned her not to cause a scene anymore. “Do you want to be seen out with the stun baton?”Subrina stepped back twice in bewilderment.She could only grind her teeth and watch the manager take Denver to the VIP lounge on the first floor.“This way, ma’am,” the assistant, on the other hand, respectfully invited Subrina to his office. She kept cursing Denver as she went to the assistant’s room.The assistant gave a soft drink to Subrina which she liked. Of course, she didn’t thank him, because she believed that she deserved it.And the drink helped her body cool down a little.The assistant tried to personally process the check, but when he checked the balance of the associated account, his expression stiffened for a second. Then he raised his eyebrows and looked at Subrina who was enjoying the d
After Denver sat back on the couch, the manager poured wine to Denver. “Guigal wine. Twenty years old, and worth 12,000 dollars a bottle. This is only served to those who sit in the VIP lounge. I don’t dare drink it unless the guest tells me to.”Denver understood what the manager was implying, so he said, “You can drink it, too.”“Haha,” the manager happily smiled. “Indeed, sir. Drinks taste better when you share them.” He poured wine for himself and happily sipped on the precious alcohol.The manager took a look at the account details and was expecting to see a lot of money. But he was a little disappointed to see only a billion dollars in the account. “You have a billion dollars, sir.”“Pfft,” Denver spilled out the wine.“Mm? Is everything okay, sir?” the manager asked. “Was the wine not to your liking? Do you want a different wine? Cote Rotie? Or Rostaing?”“No, a fly entered my nose, that’s all,” Denver replied. “This wine is pretty good. But, sir… Did you say there are b
“You know very well who I am don’t you?”Stephen’s words made the manager frown. Seeing the manager conflicted, Stephen hiddenly smirked. In truth, he was no longer as rich as he used to be. His father lost a lot of money lately, but he was still a well-known and feared-figure locally.The manager knew Stephen’s father, which was also why he didn’t think Stephen’s father was capable of having a diamond card. But then again, the card might have been temporarily given to Stephen’s father by the real owner.The manager briefly glanced at Denver who had already entered the correct password. He wished he was able to see the account details, but because of the confidentiality, he was not capable of doing so. It would take too long to get permission from the headquarters, but the problem before him needed to be resolved as fast as possible.Because all the staff in the bank had stopped working due to this incident. The other customers were also looking and probably even recording the
“Boss, will you give me permission to dispose of this garbage?” Sheryl asked.“Dispose?” Denver didn’t like that word.“Yeah,” Sheryl was still smiling. “Just give me a nod, and they’ll be gone from your sight.”Denver reluctantly nodded,“Just make them leave.”“Okay.” Sheryl then turned to face Stephen, Diane, and Subrina. And she briefly looked at the manager.“You haven’t answered my question yet, bitch,” Diane blurted.“Where did you rent the car! How much Denver is paying you for this act?!”“Shut up,” the manager raised his voice, startling Diane and others. “Madam Sheryl helped me once in the past. She’s someone who can buy dozens of lamborghinis if she wants, and you bastards dare to badmouth her?!” He glared at them. “Security, chase these dogs out!”The security guard, wanting to redeem himself, immediately activated his baton and jumped at them like a gorilla. They had to run out of the bank’s premisesStephen showed some resistance, but the guard did not spare Stephen
Sheryl stopped her car in front of the house and said, “I need to call someone, so you take care of your business here. I’ll be waiting outside. "We’ll go to a doctor to get your head wound checked after that.”“Okay,” Denver stepped out of the car with effort because he was a big man. He didn’t think he’d enter this house again so soon. But because he knew that Diane was not in the house, he believed that this was the right time for him to take the items he wanted.“Denver, who broke the table lamp?” a voice reached his ears.He stopped and looked to his right.A slender but sinewy woman with pretty bangs was standing at the kitchen door, eating a fruit-nut pudding. It was Diane’s sister.“You are silent, so it was you who broke it, huh,” Catherine’s gaze turned a bit cold. “Yesterday, you bumped into a flower vase and broke it. Today, it’s a table lamp. "You’re a big dude, so you should walk carefully. "If you keep destroying things every day, we will run out of things to d
Even after Denver lost memories, he got into some fights when they broke out during work. However, he never fought eight people.Naturally, he felt intimidated by the number of people that surrounded him. He may be the tallest guy among them, but he was still alone.Still and all, he spoke his mind, “Sheryl gave the bank card to me. If you want it, why don’t you ask her?”Stephen snickered. “Do you take me for a fool? Why would I ask her to get my card back?” He grabbed Denver’s shirt. “You are going to experience hell now for what you did at the bank. And then I’ll take this car and the green-eyed cutie, too.”Stephen tried to put his hand in Denver’s pocket, but Denver pushed Stephen back with both hands. It was such a strong push that Stephen was forced back five steps. In that process, Denver’s uniform buttons also came loose and fell, exposing his chest and part of his abs.“Beat him down!” Stephen yelled.All the eight men attacked Denver with their bare hands. Denver t
With muscles like granite and a face set in a grimace, Gregg advanced menacingly, ready to not just throw Denver out of the wedding but do a lot more.Gregg, who was calm so far, wanted to teach a harsh lesson to Denver, so he attacked without reserve, anger radiating off him like heat from a fire.But Denver was no slouch.Fueled by a fire that could not be extinguished, he blocked the powerful punches of Gregg, then sidestepped when a wild swing of an arm came at him.Gregg’s fist grazed past Denver’s chest.Denver used the momentum and pivoted like a whirlwind. His left elbow smashed Gregg’s jaw.Gregg withstood the nasty blow and whipped his knee in Denver’s back.BAM~~!!The impact was stressful, Denver felt as if his entire spine suffered many cracks.“You’re all talk but no substance,” Gregg grabbed Denver’s shoulders from behind and went in for another knee-kick to the spine with the full intent to permanently cripple him.However, at the last moment, Denver brought his hand t
The faint sounds of laughter and music spilling through the grand doors of the wedding hall were stopped by a man’s words.Dressed in a normal attire, with no suit or a tie, he didn’t seem like he belonged to be walking on a carpeted floor covered in pink flower petals or be under the dazzling display of twinkling fairy lights and white drapery.The people all had their eyes fixed on Denver, wondering who he was and what his issue was.Whispers rippled through the crowd as tension thickened the air.“Who the hell are you?” Peter Mason, the bulky old man with a bald head, stepped forward on the wedding stage and glared at Denver who wasn’t even holding any gift item in his hands. So, Denver appeared worthless in Peter’s eyes. “Do you even have the invitation card? Who let a bastard like you into the wedding hall?”“No one needs to invite death,” Denver replied in a cold tone. “Some things in life don't require approval. A trashy wedding like this doesn’t need an invitation, either. Th
The air was perfumed with wildflowers and the rich scent of pine. Lush greenery framed the picturesque outdoor venue where the wedding of Jessie Mason and Fred Forder was set to take place.Guests arrived in droves, dressed in their finest attire, eagerly anticipating the ceremony that would unite the two families.Denver, however, arrived wearing a simple formal shirt and pants, which weren’t even ironed.Unlike others’ eyes which were filled with joy, Denver’s had a fierce determination in his eyes.As he was looking for Peter Mason, Sia took two glasses of wine and approached him.“Hey, Denver, it’s so surprising to see you here,” she offered him a glass of wine while showering a heart-warming smile.Denver was momentarily stunned by her because she looked like a completely different lady in this sexy attire. “Uh, ahem, thanks, but I don’t drink.”Sia blinked twice. “What? You don’t… drink?”Did she hear it correctly?Was he lying just to avoid a conversation with her?“I didn’t mi
Sia was talking with the groom and the bride. “I wish you two a bright future.”And then she leaned closer to the bride and whispered, “Tonight, you better give our friends a special wine party.”“Tonight?” the bride, Jessie Mason, was shocked. “No, I have to be with Fred tonight.”“Is your new husband more important than your childhood friends?” Sia tried to prick her guilty conscience.“I-I’ll try,” Jessie replied.Sia then put the gift box in her hand and then walked off the stage. Just then, she saw a tall, handsome man climbing the stage.It was none other than Lark.She couldn’t take her eyes off his masculine face. He wasn’t as tall as her, but his facial cuts were sharp, and that attracted her to him.Peter Mason personally escorted Lark to the bride and the groom.Lark gave them gifts, which Peter told them to open.They opened the boxes. The bride received a diamond necklace worth half a million. The groom got the keys for a black Ferrari GTS also worth nearly half a million
Denver left the pool property and looked for a taxi, so he had to come to the market. He saw a friend, Samson, who owned a goods taxi, currently unloading items into the shop.Denver went there and helped him with the goods. After quickly finishing the job, they both slapped each other’s hands and tried to arm-wrestle at the same time.Samson was a big guy, but Denver still managed to beat him.Nevertheless, Samson laughed. “You are as strong as ever. What are you doing these days?”“Not much. I need to go to a wedding hall,” Denver said. “Will you give me a ride?”“You don’t have to ask, bro,” Samson punched Denver’s shoulder. “Get inside.”It was a twenty minute ride to the wedding hall.“Thanks for the ride, buddy,” Denver took his purse out to pay the money.“No, dude. I can’t take money for such a small ride,” Samson quickly drove away. “See ya later.”Denver could only shake his head initially but he smiled.Samson was a hard-working man, so seeing him made Denver feel motivated
Diane came home at nine in the morning.She didn’t look happy, even though she managed to get the password. After all, she couldn’t transfer the money because an OTP message was sent to the owner’s mobile.From what she knew, the owner of the account was not even Stephen but someone else. The card was given to him by someone else.This was what she believed.“If I don’t know who the owner is, then how am I going to move forward?” Diane wondered.Sitting on the couch, she kept looking at the card.Suddenly she saw the faint, thin words ‘Don Denver’ written on the card.“Wait, this…” her expression slowly but surely changed. “This name… is it the name of the owner?”She thought about it, but she never thought that Denver could be the owner.“If I ask the bank manager, he will give me the details,” Diane thought, “but that means I’ll have to go out on a date with him tonight and get him to drink a lot. It’s annoying, but there’s no other way.”Even though she had the card, she was not ab
Subrina and Catherine left in the car.Denver talked with the site manager and told him that he got the clearance for the dumpyard.He wrote a check of 100,000 dollars and gave it to the manager. “Bring only the quality material. I will be overseeing things, so if I feel that you’re playing tricks, I’ll make you regret it.”The manager knew that Denver used to be a construction worker. “I would not dare play tricks with you, Mr. Denver.”“If I’m satisfied with the end product, I’ll give you a fat bonus,” Denver told him, making him feel excited.“I will work extra hard and make sure you’ll be thoroughly satisfied, sir.”Denver noticed that the manager gave him a promotion from ‘mister’ to ‘sir.’ “Just call me, Denver,” he said. “And you’re going to create the three pools just like it shows in the pictures, and also a special villa where four to five people can comfortably live.”“Of course, sir, I mean, Mr. Denver.”Denver had already seen the plans. There was a pool which looked like
“Mom, what are you doing here?” Catherine asked, half as loud as her mother.“Trying to save you,” Subrina retorted, coming and standing between those two, “from this monster. That’s what I am doing.”“I’m not the father,” Denver was straightforward.“Bullshit.”“You know deep down in your heart that Diane didn’t even let me touch her,” Denver added in a bit of an angry voice. “We didn’t sleep in the same room, either. So, how can I make her pregnant? How can you even doubt me?”“Because Diane said so,” Subrina blurted.“And you believed her? Don’t you have common sense?”“She wouldn’t lie about something like this! I know my daughters,” Subrina’s gaze was full of warning. “And you should make up for your mistakes. Clear the misunderstanding between you and Diane. Then I’ll personally marry you both.”“HUH?” Both Denver and Catherine were shocked by her words.“Mom, have you gone senile?” Catherine hissed at her. “Didn’t you just hear what he said? He’s not the father. If you don’t tr
“I-I wanted to surprise you, Catherine,” Denver didn’t expect that she’d get upset over something like this.He thought he was reversing all the harm her sister had done to her.He thought he was making things much better for her.He thought she’d be happy and excited.Catherine put her hand on her forehead. She was clearly not liking this.Just then, a man in sixties, the neighboring meat shop owner from across the street, arrived there and asked her, “Girl, you seem to be building something big. I was shocked when the old property got razed to the ground, but who knew you were planning to build something like this?“Where did you get that much money? And why are you adding the dumpyard’s landing into your land? You asked permission for it, right? Otherwise, you’ll get into trouble later.”Catherine didn’t quite know how to respond.This neighbor used to look down on her because Catherine refused the love proposal of his son.When she was barely keeping herself above the poverty line