Wesley tried to fling him away, but Shaun's hand was stuck to his arm, unable to be shaken off no matter what.
Wesley's expression changed slightly, "Shaun Hill, let g o."
"You want me to let go? Sure, but show me your face. I'm going to let you go back the same way you hit Cathy that day."
Shaun's eyes burst with cold anger. "Wesley, you were pretty arrogant just now. If I didn’t come today, were you gonna beat her up again? Do you like slapping people that much?"
Then, he slapped Wesley's face mercilessly.
Wesley did not expect that he would get hit and could not react for a while. When he finally felt the burning pain on his face, he was furious.
"How dare you hit me. You're asking to die.”
He used his other hand to hit Shaun.
Shaun caught his hand and kneed him unexpectedly.
Wesley bent over in pain, and Shaun pressed him down on the car hood and slapped him again. "Damn i t, your face is really freaking hard. It’s like pigskin. No
wonder you like pretending to be affectionate while fooling around with other women behind her back. There's no way of reaching that level unless someone has a face as thick as yours."
"Shaun Hill, I won't forgive you," Wesley roared like he had lost all rationality. His eyes were filled with gloom.
"Great. I wanted to say the same to you. Wesley Lyons, since you dared to hit the person I love, my hatred of you will never end." Shaun slapped Wesley several times in succession.
Catherine watched from the side, dumbfounded.
Although she was not fond of men slapping others, she had to admit that Shaun's beating was quite beautiful. 1
She finally understood that there was still a great disparity in strength between men and women.
Seeing how Wesley's face was swollen, she pulled Shaun away. "That's enough. There's surveillance here. We'll be in the wrong if word gets out."
"That’s right. I picked a fight and I'm in the wrong, so I'll turn myself in."
Shaun took out his phone and dialed 000, and even turned it on speakers. "Hi, is this the police? Here's the thing, I’m turning myself in. Just now, I met a lunatic who suddenly tried to crash his car against ours. He almost crashed into us and I suffered a fright. Then, the lunatic started getting physical the moment he got out of the car. He scolded my female companion, so I got angry and slapped him a few times. I felt like I did something wrong, so I took the initiative to call the police."
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