Wooing My Ex-Wife

Charles panted heavily, easing the pain in his back. Struggling, he mumbled, “I didn’t take the key from Karl, break into the top floor or steal anything…”

“How dare you still try to defend yourself!”

The cane slapped hard against Charles’ back. five times consecutively, giving him no chance to catch his breath.

The flesh underneath his blood-stained shirt didn’t bleed but was swelled up and purplish. There was no spot unscathed.

Each hit cut his swollen flesh deeper while bright red blood splattered gruesomely.

“Um…”

A muffled grunt escaped from Charles’ mouth. His straightened back collapsed. As he propped himself up with one hand, his arm trembled uncontrollably from the pain.

“Craig, I really didn’t do it…”

Fear rose in Lucas’ heart. Standing beside the pillar, he couldn’t bear to see Charles’ badly-injured back.

Jasmine covered her mouth and shed tears as her heart ached.

Being forced to witness such a cruel punishment was torture to them.

Only Craig remained nonchalant. His ruthless glare was void of sympathy.

He then analyzed the situation in detail.

“You were the only one there tonight and got close to Karl when you almost ran into him on your way. I checked the top floor earlier. Someone opened the cabinet, and a bottle of very important serum was missing! Before the welcome party started, you waited and didn’t leave the floor. I asked the housekeeper to get you to hurry up, but you weren’t in your room and were nowhere to be seen. I bet you were stealing on the top floor at that time. Am I right?”

As he reached the end of his sentence, he raised his voice in rage and whipped Charles’ bruised back ruthlessly before the latter could straighten his back.

“Tell me! Where is the stuff? Why did you steal from your own family? Did you conspire with Gwendolyn Harris to deceive me? Tell me!”

The howling of wind continuously sounded.

Blood splattered on his white shirt as the blood-stained cane swung.

his back anymore from the agony and curled into a ball

in the villa several

Himself To The End

let Charles off the hook. He was sure that Charles tried to

matter how hard he hit Charles, the latter denied everything until the end.

he swung the cane in

arms and waist. ruthlessly. The

denying it.

Thwack!

resonated in their cars

Charles almost lost consciousness from the

a harsh beating after hiding abroad and barely living a peaceful life abroad for

second cane snapped after

after caning for a long time and tossed the broken cane

he rolled up

“Guard.”

the door immediately walked in and replied respectfully, “How can

in a bucket, Craig ordered with a stern look, “Keep hitting him until

“Yes.”

the bodyguard beside him picking up

me to my death, I will never admit what

wrong than letting you get away with it.”

across Craig’s face. He reached for a sharp dagger on his waist, tossed it to Charles, and said coldly, “Since you wouldn’t say

Charles slowly picked it up

at him. He’s badly injured

dashed forward to hold Charles and stop him from taking his

who went through training at the Central Intelligence Agency are strong and wouldn’t easily tell the truth. It won’t work if I

He would prove his innocence with his life. I don’t wish to see him kill himself. We are family, after all. Even if Charles is only our half-brother, he is still a Newton. Please stop being so cruel to

close sight of the bruises on Charles’ back shocked

and pleaded, “Mr. Craig, please

“A coincidence?”

him a piercing gaze. “You safe-keep the keys to the top floor all the time. It could only mean Charles stole it if you didn’t lose it