My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Chapter 1212 A Talk Between Men

Brandon observed Garrett’s obstinate demeanor, and his fury surged like a tempestuous sea. With a swift motion, he threw a powerful punch that connected with Garrett’s face.

“Pull your head from the depths of denial and confront the truth!” Brandon roared, his patience hanging by a thread.

Blindsided by the unexpected assault, Garrett crumpled to the ground, a rivulet of blood oozing from the comer of his mouth.

With a determined stride, Brandon closed in and seized Garrett’s collar. His voice trembled with vexation, “Kailee is a venomous viper. She could strike at your wife and child without warning. If I were you, I’d have dealt with her ages ago!”

As the words tumbled from his lips, a realization seemed to dawn on Brandon. His gaze hardened, piercing Garrett’s very soul. “Have you genuinely fallen for that wretched woman?” he demanded, his tone austere.

“What the blazes are you blathering about?!” Garrett snarled, shoving Brandon away with vehemence before springing up and landing a punishing blow on him.

“If you’re not in love with her, why the cloak and dagger?!” Brandon retorted, returning the favor with an equally ferocious punch to Garrett’s face.

Garrett roared, unleashing a flurry of pent-up anger and frustration

Kailee would send the incriminating photos to Laney, dreading that the last date with Kailee wouldn’t resolve the situation, and trembling at the thought of Laney leaving him with their child upon discovering

assaults were

men grappled on the rooftop, trading punch for punch in a

lay battered and broken, strewn upon the

Janet heaved a weary sigh. “I merely hoped you two would resolve

dignity, Garrett insisted,

an eyebrow and turned to Brandon. “Brawling is hardly your preferred

men,” Brandon replied, leveraging the railing to hoist himself up. Even with a bruised visage, he exuded an

his coat, Brandon shot a scornful glance at Garrett and taunted. “If he were a true man, he’d handle

the fog from his mind He recognized that the truth could never

the truth by herself, their

to confront the situation head-on.

caught him, sensing the impulsiveness in his decision. “Hold