Wooing My Ex-Wife

While he was feeling frustrated over that thought, the burly man behind him hit his head.

Xander yelped in pain, his head spinning. There was something sticky flowing down the side of his head.

The world spun around him, and he felt as if he was momentarily cast into hell.

Did he break my skull? What the h*ll is this?

“Help! I’m getting killed! Someone save me!” he shouted toward the outside of the cell, but no one answered him.

Even the other men locked up with him were quietly sitting at the side, watching him get beat up by the burly man. They had no intention of helping him out.

Xander was thin and weak, so he would not be able to withstand many punches from the big man.

While he was being made into a human punching bag by the big man, he shouted, “I hate Cedrick! He has always bullied me since young! I’m going to kill him one day and make him pay the price for what he did to me!”

At that, the big man stopped assaulting him. Taking in Xander’s fear, he scoffed in disdain. “You can’t even beat me in a fight. What makes you think you can kill Cedrick?”

Xander finally had a break from the beating. Every bruised spot was screaming in agony, but Xander wiped the blood coming out of his nose with his sleeve before gritting out, “You’re right. I can’t win him in a fight, but I have the brains. My father is Yael Jenson. Once I’m out of here, I’m going to make Cedrick pay!”

The big man was starting to believe him. “Is your father a powerful man? Can he really win against Cedrick?”

Xander was spouting nonsense, but to avoid getting beaten again, he was voluntarily lying through his teeth.

“Of course! My dad’s way more powerful than Cedrick. If my grandfather hadn’t helped Cedrick out, my father would have been the head of the household! But my grandfather is old now. Once he dies, Cedrick won’t have anyone backing him up anymore. He’ll be an easy target for me and my father. That’s why Cedrick’s in such a rush to get rid of me. I won’t let him get his way!”

As he looked at the big man with an appeasing smile, he continued, “Has Cedrick hurt many of of your friends? Don’t worry. Once I’m out of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, I’ll definitely take revenge on him on behalf of you!”

The big man then began studying Xander. Though Xander had a bloodied face, even the way he was pushing his glasses seemed to set him apart from the average person.

“My name is Raoul Wagler. If you can really help me take revenge on Cedrick and get him off his pedestal, you’ll be my savior. From now on, you’ll have my protection in Salinsburgh’s underworld.”

locked up in the Federal Bureau of Investigation’s cell would somehow bring

won’t go back on my words. Cedrick’s time is up

here for the following days. No one in this cell will dare to lay a finger on you, but when you get out of here, you have to remember our promise.

At that, Xander froze.

out of his situation, but it

with ruffians like Raoul? Furthermore, the big man was emotionally unstable. Who knew when Raoul would burn bridges in

feelings off his

was soon living

the toilet, and he was first to drink and eat what the officers brought to them. He could even pick a dry and cleaner spot in

passed since then, but

bored, for he did not have his phone with him. The men could

head. “I always hear that the soap–dropping act is common in prison, but I haven’t seen it before.” Pointing to the weakest–looking and thinnest two men in the cell,

shot a look at the others. The two men that Xander had picked were immediately

pleaded, “Sirs, please let me go! This is

know what happened here after he left the place, so he scoffed and said, “You’ll get used to it soon. Either do as I say, or you get beaten

and the others

of breaking down, one of the men pointed a finger and yelled at Xander, “You’re a black sheep of your family! You’re a shame to the Jenson family! No wonder Mr. Cedrick sent you here! I’m sure you won’t

said, “Cripple him, Mr. Raoul! Let’s see if he still dares to insult me after

around, for the sake of Xander exacting revenge

him. “Wagler, I don’t think Xander’s that reliable. If he’s really

arts and status in the underworld, so what makes you think it’s strange for me, someone who relies on nothing but my brains, to slip up

that, Raoul’s

was also unreliable and was dumb enough to be tricked by

in the corner then suddenly spoke up. “Mr. Xander, what is the name of

father’s name

in the cell quietly repeated that name,

in Salinsburgh had only heard of the devil