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.”

his own face, and added, “Slap yourself ten times and

then I’ll let

Those oranges…

all stomped to

them into

know, and was about to explain things to the latter. Just

from the

said viciously,

finally understood. Enzo was here today

were still being

were clearly losing

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

so until he slapped himself

was done, his face was

He grabbed a bunch of mushed oranges and

you ungrateful old fogy! Eat them!

mushed up, but they

and vomited everything out. The torture was

up.

finally lost interest.