Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 219

Giselle and Lana looked even more charming with their reddened faces when they returned to the banquet hall even though they were embarrassed.

The scene in the washroom replayed in their minds like a film.

Dalton was on the floor in the washroom, and he was drenched in urine.

Darryl pulled his pants up and said mischievously," Oops! Sorry for getting my piss on you! Why did you have to disturb me when I was peeing?"

"F*ck you! You are doomed! Doomed!"

Dalton's face was full of hatred; he was exasperated!

As the president of Dalton Entertainment, he had never experienced humiliation like that!

F*cking hell! He would have to murder that kid one day!

Darryl smiled at him. "Fatso, what kind of attitude is that? Come on; I only peed on you a little! Here, I'll wash it off for you."

Darryl grabbed Dalton's collar and pressed his head into a urinal.

*Gulp*

Dalton was shocked and angry, but he could not react i

n time, so he swallowed a few mouthfuls. His fat body twitched as he struggled like a dying toad.

Darryl pressed Dalton's neck so that he could not budge no matter how he struggled.

Dalton could not get off. He got very dizzy, and so he tapped on Darryl's leg.

Darryl let go of him slowly.

Dalton retched for a few moments before he sat down and gasped for breath.

"Brother, mercy... It was my fault, my fault..." Dalton begged with a horrified expression.

Dalton was utterly petrified! Since his bodyguards were no match to that man, he might torture Dalton again if he acted stubbornly.

Even though he surrendered, his mind was filled with hatred!

'F*ck, I've never tasted piss before! Just you wait, I'll get you when I have the chance.'

Darryl gave Dalton a cold smile and adjusted his suit before he walked out of the washroom.