Love At The Wrong Table

In the heat of the moment, Blake unleashed a barrage of strikes on Yosef, seizing the advantage.

“Haha, fancy being on the other side of the blade for once, huh? Now you know how it feels!”

Unlike most fighters, Blake relished the thrill of battle, especially when dominating a worthy opponent.

Yet, Blake was taken aback. Yosef casually grabbed a broom, wielding it like a seasoned warrior, pushing Blake back.

“Well, I’ll be d*mned. Didn’t expect you to handle a broom like a pro.”

Wide-eyed, Blake realized he had underestimated Yosef. His plan to catch him off guard now backfired. Now that both were armed, his edge was all but lost!

Should I make a run for it? Or face him head-on?

Suddenly, Blake found himself in a dilemma akin to Hamlet’s.

“Casanova, are you in there? Casanova!”

Unexpectedly, Abellyn’s voice echoed outside the house, cutting through the tense atmosphere.

“Why are you here, woman?” Blake’s tone dripped with anger as he turned to face her.

“Weren’t you the one who asked me to come look for you earlier? Ryder’s on my tail!

Abellyn’s voice trembled with urgency.

Abellyn. “Shouldn’t you be ashamed? Being pursued by a disabled man? He

one who harmed

Blake spat out the

emanating an

and Abellyn incredulously, “Isn’t there a misunderstanding here? Mr. Yosef is kind-hearted! He wouldn’t

“He’s kind?”

joke. “Young girl, ever heard of the saying, ‘wolf in sheep’s clothing’? Society’s a lot more treacherous than you imagine. Don’t

unsightly man, torn about

“Ellie, step

a jumble. Why won’t Mr. Yosef explain himself?

see who handles who

this opponent numerous times. Victory was

brandished his nunchaku.

Rod Sweeping

Uppercut and Heavy

the

Bell and Invincible

marking him as a

moves, he struggled to gain the

that Yosef was responsible for Tommy’s concussion, seized the chao’s to her advantage. She spotted a pair of scissors nearby, snatching them up stealthily to approach Yosef from

dare you harm my son? Rot in hell!” Abellyn’s expression hardened as she made

“No!”