Perfect Husband, The Destined One novel Chapter 4856

Archfiend Antigonus' eyes were bloodshot as he slowly turned around and walked toward Dorian.

The air felt frigid around him.

He did not walk fast, but Dorian felt as if every step was stepping on his heart.

"What... What are you doing? Hackett, I warn you, don't mess around—"

Dorian's heart trembled, and his voice quivered when he realized the man was getting closer to him. He was famous for being ruthless in Donghai City, but it was the first time he had seen such a look.

He was like a demon from hell, extremely terrifying!

Archfiend Antigonus did not respond. Instead, he raised his hand and gave Dorian a hard slap. He heard a muffled hum as he slapped him.

Dorian crashed to the ground after flying dozens of meters backward!

Dorian's face was paralyzed in half. He fought to stand up as he spat out blood. Archfiend Antigonus' body flashed before him, and he had already arrived before Dorian could stand steady. His right hand flew out at breakneck speed and clasped Dorian's neck.

"You—"

Dorian felt like he was half-cuffed by an iron clamp at the time. In an instant, he found it difficult to breathe. He wanted to say something, but he managed to say one word before his voice became hoarse.

Archfiend Antigonus's eyes flashed with coldness. He tightened his grip on the man's neck!

Dorian's face was going purple, and he was having trouble breathing. A terrifying fear assaulted his senses. He did not have the attitude of the Shaw family's young master at the time; he merely looked like a drowning dog. In a raspy voice, he pleaded for mercy. "Forgive... Forgive me..."

"Mr. Lambert, please forgive me..."

Archfiend Antigonus did not immediately stop when he heard him pleading for mercy. "I have given you a chance before, but you insisted on returning here to court death. What should I do with you?"

"I was wrong!" Dorian was about to cry as he continued to beg. "Mr. Lambert, please forgive me. I... I won't dare to do it again."

Dorian could feel Archfiend Antigonus' killing intent at a close distance. He felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His legs were so weak that he was on the verge of peeing his pants.