“F*ck! You dimwit!” When Yoel realized that he had shot his son instead, he felt irritated and upset. Yoel knew that Douglas was in the office, which was why he had to ascertain Selena’s position in the room the moment he opened the door before he could aim at her. It so happened that Yoel’s slight delay had provided Douglas with the opportunity to dive in front of Selena.
He never thought that Douglas, the hopeless lovefool, would shield his love from being shot!
“Douglas!” She frantically scrambled to stand on her feet. On the other hand, a persistent Yoel was not ready to give up on his mission. He threw the guy aside and dashed into the office. “Selena Yard! You shall die today!”
Squirming on the ground, Douglas summoned all of his energy to tug at Yoel’s shirt and pleaded, “Dad, you promised to stop everything.”
The word ‘Dad’ had touched a soft spot in Yoel’s heart, but he changed into a cruel person a second later. “You want me to stop? My family is all dead! Dead!”
He kicked Douglas out of his way before he lunged at Selena.
Although Selena was trained in martial arts, she dared not move around much due to her pregnancy. As she had suffered from morning sickness and grieving Peirre’s death, she had not been eating well lately, which resulted in her lack of energy. Within seconds, she stumbled in defeat as she couldn’t defend herself.
Yoel used a rope around her neck to suffocate her. “Die! Selena Yard, I don’t have anything against you, but you should regret your decision of marrying into the Fowler Family!”
Suspecting that she was about to black out from suffocation, she clutched the rope in a Hail Mary pass to free herself but was no match for Yoel.
“Don’t...” Douglas wailed feebly. “Dad, she’s pregnant. Don’t do that...”
Yoel was surprised to learn that Selena was pregnant. Even when his eyes were ablaze with vengeance, he was immediately inundated by memories of his late pregnant wife once he learned about Selena’s pregnancy.
Taking advantage of his slight hesitation, she spotted the red diamond ring on her finger—a birthday gift from Pierre. Tightly forming fists with her hands, she flung her arm backward to hurtle the sharp blades that emerged from the ring toward her attacker.
Upon feeling the pain, Yoel finally released Selena and before he could react, she waved her fist at his neck again.
He stood firmly on the ground and looked at her smugly. “That’s such a beginner move. Aren’t you embarrassed to use that on me?”
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