Julian’s Stand-In Wife

Ian dropped on his knees and begged Enzo.

His face turned red as he pleaded, “Please, stop hitting them! Stop hitting them!”

Enzo was elated. “Oh dear, you old fool. You despised me so much back then, and kept telling me off even when I

kneeled before you. What’s happening now? Why are you kneeling before me?”

Ian’s heart was burning, but he knew that what was happening today wouldn’t be so easily resolved. Not just for the two

bodyguards who were badly beaten up, but also for his wife in the house.

He couldn’t let his wife see Enzo.

If she did, she would surely demand to see their daughter.

If Enzo got even more irritated, he might even…

Ian dared not think further. For the first time in his honorable life, he kneeled to another man. “Mr. Jennings, I was wrong.

Please, I beg you. Please let them go. They’ll die if you keep up with this!”

‘That’s certainly doable,” Enzo said. “You slapped me when you opened the door just now. That’s not the way to treat your

guests. The Lemmingtons pride themselves in being courteous and gracious. You should apologize to me for your

misbehavior.”

pointed to his own face, and added, “Slap yourself ten times and eat up all the oranges my

I’ll

Those oranges…

stomped to mush by

them into the trash

things to the latter.

oranges from the trash can and throw them to

said viciously,

finally understood. Enzo was here today to humiliate

two young men were still being beaten

were clearly losing

disgust and hatred

he slapped

done, his

mushed oranges and stuffed

ungrateful old fogy!

all mushed up, but they also smelled awful since they came from

vomited everything out. The torture was enough to kill him. Very soon, his

up.

finally lost interest.