Chapter 1719

Chapter 1719 I Will Always Be Here For You

“Screw you, b*stard! If you dare lay a finger on Scar…”

Thud!

Right after Nathaniel finished talking, John dashed into the club and gave him a punch without a

second thought.

He was so swift that no one came forward to stop him in time. Thus, Nathaniel got punched in the face,

causing his head to drop aside. At once, the corner of his lip swelled up as blood trickled down his

mouth. The pungent stench of blood intensified.

I knew things had turned complicated after John threw that punch.

Nathanial wasn’t someone who’d repay a grudge with favor. Judging by the way he was glowering at

John now, I was pretty sure he’d take revenge on John soon.

However, John was no pushover. Seeing through his plan, he was about to give Nathaniel another

punch again, but Nathaniel’s men had already regained their composure and rushed forward to

surround their employer. The security was so tight that not even a fly could fly in, let alone John’s

punch.

Hence, John had no choice but to put his arm down. He was still boiling in rage and promptly decided

to go against them, though he was alone and outnumbered. Narrowing his gaze, he announced coldly,

“All right. Come at me! Don’t waste my time.”

The men in black didn’t respond. It was possible they had no idea what he was talking about, or

perhaps they were waiting for Nathaniel’s order.

Feeling humiliated by their disdainful looks directed at him, John balled his hands into fists.

Luckily, John’s men arrived in time to salvage the situation. Both sides stood still in a stalemate. Once

they took action, one side would have to defeat the other side to resolve the matter.

My goal was to save the wounded employee. I had no intention of complicating the issue. As they were

still in a stalemate, I asked the employee softly, “Can you get to your feet?”

He bobbed his head weakly. I immediately helped him up, but his weight was too much for me and I

nearly stumbled. John spotted that and rushed over to steady me.

That was what I had in mind. Men were aggressive beings, but once their attention was distracted,

they’d calm down swiftly.

I immediately gestured with my chin toward the unconscious Wilson. “Let’s send them to the hospital.”

John glanced in the direction of the bar and knew what my worry was. He swung around and ordered,

“Take the wounded man with us.”

Two burly men stepped out and brought Wilson out of the club.

I gave John a look, prepared to leave. “Let’s go,” I urged softly.

John shot the club interior an exasperated glance before nodding reluctantly. “Mm.”

Having said that, he stepped aside to make way for me.

I was prepared to argue with Nathaniel if he refused to allow me to leave, but fortunately, no one

stopped us as we exited the bar. It was nothing but a false alarm.

On the way to the hospital, I was filled with dread at the thought of Nathaniel taking his revenge as

soon as possible. “You punched Nathaniel in public, and he won’t let this slide. You have to prepare in

advance for he’ll leave no stone unturned. You have no idea how terrifying he is,” I warned.

John changed the topic and patted my hand gently. “Don’t be scared. I’ll always be here for you.”

I had no idea he would see through my fears and unrest. Without warning, tears threatened to spill out

of my eyes.

I kept hypnotizing myself to calm down and act reasonably, but John understood my weakness. Yes,

after Ashton’s attitude did a one-eighty, and seeing how Summer had gone against me, I couldn’t hide

my panic and sorrow no matter how much I had been through in life.

“Thank you.” I grabbed his hand in return, my voice choking up. “Thank you, John.”

John ruffled my hair affectionately. “Aww, it’s nothing..”