Dear Sweetheart

Chapter 146 Feels Good To See Him Getting Humiliated

The crowd couldn’t help but shudder upon Curtis’ words.

Who would have thought that he could be so scary when his temper flared?

“Curtis Fay—” Jason clenched his fists and shouted angrily, only to receive a stern glare from Curtis before he could even finish.

Curtis gave everyone else a look. “It looks like you guys want to stay here.”

The crowd exchanged looks as they were hesitant to make a move.

On the one hand, they were worried about the consequences of slapping Jason since he was part of the Faymon family.

On the other, they wanted to get out of the room.

After a long silence, a bespectacled man walked up to Jason.

Jason never expected any of them to dare slap him. He narrowed his eyes and glared at the man murderously.

The bespectacled man plucked up his courage while shivering in fright. “I-I’m sorry, Mr. Faymon… I need to go. My girlfriend is waiting for me at home. Please don’t blame me for this…”

The man squeezed his eyes shut and quickly gave Jason a slap.

Of course, he knew he couldn’t afford to mess with Jason. Hence, after slapping the latter lightly, he turned around and tried to flee.

However, Curtis gave him a look. “How can he sober up with such a light slap? Slap him again,” he said with an ambiguous smile.

The man’s legs shook. “Mr. Faymon, I-I…”

“Slap him again!”

The bespectacled man was taken aback by Curtis’ demeanor. He turned back to Jason, pretended not to see the latter’s murderous glare, and landed a tight slap on his face.

and the

slap. “I’ll force-feed you

of fifty-two percent. Hence, a dozen bottles of the hard liquor were

away. Daily New chapters upload Only on Alaniniz(dot)com This time around, no server stopped the bespectacled man from

the bespectacled man taking the lead and Curtis’ words to back them up, the rest of

the sound of slaps

a corner with clenched fists as his

the end, Steven was the only one left who

slap Jason since they were friends. Steven let out a dry laugh. “M-Mr. Faymon, my hands hurt. Why not I down one

looking down on me? Or are you looking down on

Faymon, I don’t mean it

Mr. Hunt said his hands hurt.”

Faymon.” The server made his way

who was half a head taller than him, grabbed his right hand and used it to slap

land another slap

quickly apologized, “I’m sorry, Mr. Hunt. Your hand

Steven was devastated.

done for. Jason won’t

Take him to the doctor.” Curtis’ gaze then

ones left in the room after

humiliated after getting slapped more than a dozen times. He was so mad that he badly wanted to kill Curtis but didn’t dare

up a bottle of red wine from the table and smashed it down

weak, and he

him around for many years. At least your dad knows enough not to mess

said all that.” Jason’s face twitched. “I crossed the

forgotten how your mother died. It doesn’t matter even if

pupils constricted upon hearing

out when it’s meant to be kept

my fault. Please, Mr. Faymon, Ms. Garland, forgive me.” Jason suppressed his anger and begged for mercy. He planned to pay Curtis back for all the humiliation

was a bag of trash. “I did say