Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart

Chapter 1076: Chapter 1076: Okay, I’ll Indulge You Chapter 1076: Chapter 1076: Okay, I’ll Indulge You “I was going to kill him anyway!” The assaulting man’s back was taut as he twisted the other man’s collar, and landed another punch.

The man let out a miserable scream, face planting into the ground and breaking his nose; blood gushed out immediately.

Seeing so much blood, he panicked and begged for mercy, “Stop hitting me, I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong. Please don’t hit me anymore, I beg you…”

As he begged, three men nearby stumbled trying to get up, cursing, “You’re such a coward, begging him for what? Let him hit you, I don’t believe with so many of us here, he really dares to beat you to death!”

Damn, it’s not them getting beaten up. Talking is easy when you’re not the one feeling the pain! This guy’s practically going insane. If this isn’t a beating to death, what is!

The man getting beaten cursed in his mind, while his body shook like a sieve, terrified of the fists landing on him. After taking so many punches, he started to understand why he was being beaten. As another punch was about to hit him, he yelled, “It wasn’t me… I know I was wrong… but it wasn’t me who wanted to assault this lady…”

He almost blurted out “lady” but catching a glimpse of the cold glint in the man’s eyes, the word turned in his mouth, and he said, “It wasn’t me who wanted to assault the woman. It was them, they egged me on. I didn’t dare not to listen to them!” As soon as he spoke, a chorus of cursing came from behind him.

After speaking, his bloody face begged for forgiveness, “I know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, I apologize, I apologize to your girlfriend.”

“Beautiful woman, I’m sorry. Please, don’t hit me anymore.”

Enna Clark saw his bloodied face and truly feared Baron Lawrence would beat the man to death, so she hugged him tightly and said anxiously, “Baron Lawrence, he’s admitted his mistake, let it go, don’t hit him anymore.”

“For Enna Clark’s sake, I’ll spare your worthless life!” The enraged man’s eyes were as cold as a passing storm, his gaze falling icily on the man half-collapsed on the ground, releasing his grip on the man’s collar.

The man immediately collapsed on the ground like a lump of mud.

Just as he was feeling relieved, suddenly, an intense pain shot through his stomach, he let out a miserable scream, and slid backward.

Overwhelmed by the pain, he vaguely realized he’d been kicked in the abdomen, his vision went dark, and he passed out—

The man who had kicked him didn’t care whether he had passed out or died. In a hoarse voice, he said to the little woman clinging to him, “Enna Clark, let go.”

Thinking the man had passed out and it would be over, Enna let go of her grip.

The moment she let go, she was abruptly pulled away, pulled to stand behind him.

“Damn it, you’ve gone too far, I’ll make you pay!” The man roared viciously.

Enna Clark only saw a flash before her eyes and then a figure went flying, with the stool in his hand flying along.

With a ‘bang!’ the stool shattered into pieces!

“Baron Lawrence!” She couldn’t even shout in time as the proud, dark figure strode forward and launched another kick.

The man took a kick to the stomach but still talked tough, “I’m not weak; I’m not afraid of you. Go on, kill me. With so many people here, if you kill me, you’ll go to jail!”

“Come on then!”

Enna Clark had seen reckless people before, but never someone this suicidal! Her heart trembled, and sure enough, she heard the man’s emotionless voice, “Fine, your wish is granted!”