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!”

covered Arthur’s forehead. His eyes shot up, almost popping out of their sockets,

borne the

You should have another one, right?” Dixon smirked, his

swung it down. The room reverberated with the scream of the tortured Arthur, accompanied by the cracking sound of

am your grandfather! How can you treat me like

“You unfilial offspring!”

I have a damned grandson like

whore! She’s just a

back in between his gasps of

old man’s scrawny chin. “I dare you to scold her again. If it weren’t for you, and the Haddock family,

built destroyed in my hands. I want you to witness

“You… You…”

provoked that he was at a loss for words. “You son of a

Your other sons and grandsons were

then he raised the hammer once more and slammed it down with