My Extraordinary Wife

“Even in a moment like this, you are still so shameless,” sneered Dixon. “Seems like your knee hasn’t hurt enough.”

He grasped a small hammer in his hand. It seemingly glimmered wickedly under the dim light.

It was a truly menacing sight.

Looking on tyrannically, he held down Arthur’s legs as his lips curled cruelly. “Grandpa, what if I hammer your knees a little more…”

“No! No! You devil! How do I end up with a grandson like you! Go away! Ahhhhhh!”

Arthur’s eyes widened in terror as a heart-rending howl escaped his mouth.

He tried to struggle in order to escape and his body jerked backward in the futile attempt.

However, Dixon’s grip was too strong. He could not break free no matter how much he struggled. The wicked man raised the hammer in his hand up high before slamming it down onto poor old Arthur’s left knee.

A dull, sickening thud rang out.

Thump!

“ARGHHHHHH!”

forehead. His eyes shot up, almost popping out of their sockets,

face borne

another one, right?” Dixon smirked, his wicked eyes were

reverberated with the scream of

you! I am your grandfather! How can you treat me

“You unfilial offspring!”

have a

wench! A whore! She’s just a tool! Without

in between his

gripped the old man’s scrawny chin. “I dare you to scold

rather stared at Arthur insidiously. “I want you to watch the Haddock Group you’ve painstakingly built destroyed in my hands. I want you to witness with your own eyes the fate of all your children and grandchildren – everyone in the Haddock family – be damned to

“You… You…”

was so perplexed and provoked that he was at

Your favorite second son is just a paralyzed invalid! Your other sons and grandsons were mere bootlickers and beggars

man, then he raised the hammer once more and slammed it down with full force onto the Arthur’s