Substitute Marriage With the Illegitimate Son novel Chapter 1212

Brandon observed Garrett's obstinate demeanor, and his fury surged like a tempestuous sea. With a swift motion, he threw a powerful punch that connected with Garrett's face.

"Pull your head from the depths of denial and confront the truth!" Brandon roared, his patience hanging by a thread.

Blindsided by the unexpected assault, Garrett crumpled to the ground, a rivulet of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

With a determined stride, Brandon closed in and seized Garrett's collar. His voice trembled with vexation, "Kailee is a venomous viper. She could strike at your wife and child without warning. If I were you, I'd have dealt with her ages ago!"

As the words tumbled from his lips, a realization seemed to dawn on Brandon. His gaze hardened, piercing Garrett's very soul. "Have you genuinely fallen for that wretched woman?" he demanded, his tone austere.

"What the blazes are you blathering about?!" Garrett snarled, shoving Brandon away with vehemence before springing up and landing a punishing blow on him.

"If you're not in love with her, why the cloak and dagger?!" Brandon retorted, returning the favor with an equally ferocious punch to Garrett's face.

"Silence! You understand nothing!"

Garrett roared, unleashing a flurry of pent-up anger and frustration as they traded blows.

Garrett had been living in a perpetual state of terror

—fearing Kailee would send the incriminating photos to Laney, dreading that the last date with Kailee wouldn't resolve the situation, and trembling at the thought of Laney leaving him with their child upon discovering the truth...

Unrestrained, Brandon's assaults were devastatingly fierce.

The two men grappled on the rooftop, trading punch for punch in a whirlwind of violence.

By the time Janet appeared, both men lay battered and broken, strewn upon the ground like discarded marionettes.

Listening to their accounts, Janet heaved a weary sigh. "I merely hoped you two would resolve this peacefully. How did it devolve into this?"

Defensive about his dignity, Garrett insisted, "Your husband instigated it."

Janet arched an eyebrow and turned to Brandon. "Brawling is hardly your preferred means of communication," she observed.