âYou sure are brave. Threatening my husband and pointing a gun at me?â The corner of Ashlynâs lips curled upward into a smirk as her gaze remained icy.
Ashlynâs chilling voice echoed in his ear. All of a sudden, a sharp pain shot from his neck, causing him to wail in agony.
As he twisted in pain, he caught sight of Ashlynâs pretty face just inches away from his. Her clear eyes pierced into his soul, exposing every bit of his fear.
W-What a scary woman. Not just her aura, but her fighting skills as well!
In just a few seconds, before the scarred man could even register what was going on, he found himself being held captive by Ashlyn.
This woman⦠is terrifying!
âI-Iâm just working for Franklin! Iâm just a henchman, a lackey! Please let me goâ¦â
The scarred man could not bear the pain coursing through his entire body. He squirmed and shrieked for help every few seconds.
Whenever he lifted his eyes, he met Ashlynâs stone-cold gaze. Her beautiful black eyes were as dark as the depths of hell, which made him shudder.
âHelp! Help me!â he screamed in terror.
When the other men saw what was going on, they quickly charged toward Ashlyn in an attempt to surround her.
All traces of tenderness on Lucasâ devilishly handsome face vanished as his gaze turned eerily hostile.
âItâs my wifeâs right to love and protect me. How dare you lot try to cause her trouble?â
As he spoke, his expression grew darker every second.
Ashlyn had never failed to surprise him.
Even though they were some distance apart, he could feel her wrath directed toward Franklin. Her wrath was so great that it was almost tangible. There was no doubt that she was burning with rage at Franklinâs shameless attempts to constantly humiliate and bully Lucas.
Lucasâ gaze softened as he turned to look at Ashlyn. A sense of warmth flowed in his veins when he saw Ashlyn defending him.
Just as he was dealing with the other men, a loud crack reverberated in the silence, catching everyoneâs attention. Ashlyn had broken the scarred manâs neck!
Terror filled the menâs eyes as they exchanged glances.
T-This isâ
Bang!
The sound of a gunshot jolted everyone back to their senses. They turned to look at Ashlyn, taken aback by how calm she was.
Her face displayed zero hints of emotions.
It was as though she was not the one who pulled the trigger.
Following the gunshot, the man who was fighting with Lucas dropped heavily onto the ground, splashing mud everywhere.
In the dark, Lucas suddenly sprang forward and grabbed one of the men by the neck. Glaring at him in displeasure, he tightened his grip around the manâs neck and twisted it.
With that, he detached the manâs head from his trunk, leaving only one man standing.
The last man stared at the couple and trembled in fear as they approached him.
âGo back to whatever hole you come from and convey this message to Franklin: Fair warning. I, Lucas Nolan, will always pay back whatever thatâs due, be it grace or revenge. Since you dare to touch my woman, donât blame me when I turn against the Nolan family despite all those years of upbringing!â
The man paled in horror as he felt his knees turn to jelly. H-How terrifying! Absolutely horrifying! Has Lucas always been pretending to be weak in front of Franklin? What gave Franklin the false impression that Lucas was weak, so much so that he dared to provoke Lucas? How could he treat Lucas so horribly in the past, causing Lucas to be who he is today? Whyâ¦
Thoughts were racing inside the manâs head. Doesnât Lucas have mania? Isnât he being locked up by Franklin? Why does it seem that he has become a different person all of a sudden? Heâs even rebelling!
âThe only way to be victorious in every battle is to catch your enemy off guard.â Ashlyn turned to look at Lucas and lifted the corners of her lips.
Bang!
Blood gushed through the hole between the manâs eyebrows as he collapse into his own pool of blood.
Lucas was stunned by what had just happened. âHoney, youâre reallyââ He stopped himself as the corners of his lips curved upward into a slight smile. âIâve been foolish.â
For a moment, he was getting more and more impressed by Ashlyn.
Damn! Sheâs hot.
Taking in the smile on Lucasâ handsome face, Ashlyn disassembled the gun in her hand without hesitation and tossed the parts into the rushing waters over the cliff.
âLucas, your parents are not normal people. Thereâs no need for you to show them mercy.â Ashlyn raised an eyebrow.
âYouâre right, Honey. Lesson learned.â Lucas walked over to her. A touch of warmth filled his heart as he remembered how Ashlyn had protected him a moment ago.