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.”

“Slap yourself ten times and

I’ll let

Those oranges…

stomped to

picked them up and thrown them into the trash can by the

that Enzo didn’t know, and was about to explain things to the latter. Just then, he saw Enzo instructing

from the trash can and throw

viciously,

was here today to

were still

were clearly losing

further. He suppressed the disgust and hatred he was feeling, and slapped himself on the

until he

the time he was done,

grabbed a bunch of mushed oranges and stuffed the handful into Ian’s mouth,

you ungrateful old fogy! Eat them! Eat them

mushed up, but they also smelled awful since they

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

up.

finally lost interest. “Forget