Cutie, Please Marry Me Again (Jenna and Hansen) novel Chapter 1801

Although Deanna protested, Jacky still placed her in a corner while they stood in the middle of the living room in preparation for their test of strengths.

Deanna pleaded. "Jacky, let's go home, okay

?"

"It'll be over in a little while." Jacky flicked a look her way. He had always hoped to have this opportunity. Although this wasn't what he had foreseen, since it had turned out like this, he would take it.

Deanna pursed her lips. "Next time, I won't come to your house again. I don't like the way you treat your guests."

Jepherson laughed at that, "No one invited you. You asked for it yourself."

"My children had been forcibly seized by your wife. I came since she didn't return them to me, or else would I willingly come to your house?" When Deanna truly wanted to quarrel, she wouldn't give way to anyone. She wasn't afraid of Jepherson.

Jepherson rolled his eyes at Jacky. "Looks like your household's upbringing isn't that great."

"The feeling is mutual. Why the need to tear at each other this way? Come on."

Jacky unbuttoned his jacket and casually placed it to one side. He didn't wear much inside, a black shirt was more than enough.

Jacky liked to wear clothes of this color. He only didn't wear them when he went to work in Capital City.

Jepherson raised his hand; one hand behind his back and the other with its palm opened. Jacky observed for a moment and clenched his fist. "Since you're using your palm, then I'll use my fist."

"Come on then."

It wasn't a big house, hence the two were immediately in each other's faces. If Deanna was to watch someone else fight, she'd easily turn and run away. If it was Jacky, even if you beat her to death, she would not run.

She broke out in a cold sweat for Jacky. She couldn't see all their movements, but was worried about him all the same.

Jacky also felt that Jepherson's skills were far better than Santiago's. However, he was not worried. He was no longer inferior to Santiago. He only wanted to win against Jepherson and utilize some of his fighting prowess.

The two of them exchanged punches and kicks for more than half an hour. Then Jacky made one careless move and Jepherson spun on one leg and gave him a kick. It was too late for Jacky to dodge. He took two steps back from the attack and let out a muffled grunt. Deanna instantly broke out into tears.

Jepherson's eyes briefly darted towards her. He suddenly sprang forward, grabbed the fruit knife that was on the end table, then directed the knife to stab straight at Jacky's face. Deanna was so terrified that her eyes went really wide. She instantly lunged across the room, and held her husband in a death grip as she quickly screamed out, "I'll talk, I'll talk!"

Jacky was momentarily frozen, before his hands wrapped themselves around her. He looked unhappily at Jepherson with a faint scrunch of his brows, "It's fine if you hurt me, but if you hurt her, I'll take your life."

This sentence was spoken lightly, not because of Jepherson's shrewd scheme; he didn't blame him for his plan against Deanna as it was for his own benefit. However, to use this method...if the knife had actually touched her, what should be done?

Jepherson spun the knife in his hand before he threw it to one side. His eyes were calm and indifferent. "If you were me, you would have done the same."

"Yes, we may be alike, and we do have women of our own. However, Deanna's strengths were something you were unable to see and Raeleigh's own unyielding character was something that went beyond your expectations. It's you who was not able to hold onto Raeleigh's heart. In turn, you captured us and refused to let us go.

You don't have the courage to swear an oath of loyalty, and you don't have the courage to die. And you dare say we are alike? You can't compare with me. You don't even give your heart and soul to one woman. To be so empty regardless of everything, what's the use of that?"

Deanna sobbed as she lay in Jacky's embrace. Jacky patted her as if he was coaxing a child, "Alright, stop crying, aren't I fine?"

Deanna took a deep breath through her nose and turned towards Jepherson. At that time, she seemed to establish a debt of blood against him. When she looked at him, it was as if she had seen her enemy. She didn't have a good expression on her face, her gaze fierce as she gnashed her teeth. She took this seriously. Jepherson wanted to kill her husband, Jacky.

"Jacky lost, so I'll tell you. But remember, I'll never forget what you did today."

Deanna didn't mention anything else, but she now