Chapter 593: Chapter 596

Chapter 596 She Must Take Responsibility A man’s balls were the most vulnerable spot.

Before Martin could kiss her neck, Natalie had already kicked him ruthlessly.

“Argh!” shrieked Martin in agony as tears welled up in his eyes.

He grabbed his crotch and wriggled on the floor in pain, just like a maggot.

“You b*tch! How dare you kick me?” A look of hatred raged in Martin’s eyes as he cursed hoarsely, “When the guests come here, I’ll see how you’ll salvage this mess... Even if you’re Jason’s goddaughter and the director of Dream, this has already blown up.

I’ll make you pay!”

Natalie squatted slowly and stared at Martin, who had completely lost his ability to put up a fight.

“Why are you resorting to such petty tricks like a woman?” asked Natalie as she rolled her eyes.

“Natalie... Not only did you kick me, but you also dared to humiliate me like this!” roared Martin furiously. “I’ll remember this! I’ll remember everything that you said! After you marry into the Jacksons, I’ll torture you till you wish for nothing but death!”

“Tsk!”

Raising her eyebrows, Natalie burst into laughter.

What gave this man his confidence? Why is he still dreaming up such fantasies at this juncture?

“Marry me?” Natalie was laughing so hard that her eyes crinkled into crescents and she could barely stop herself. “First, you should take good care of the lower half of your body. Well, your injury might never recover.”

When Martin heard what she said, he started to panic and his cheeks turned pale.

“Natalie, you...”

“Save some energy to recuperate!”

The smile was gone from Natalie’s face when she stood up.

Since the lounge’s door was locked from the outside, Natalie walked to the windows and flung them open. Stepping on the ledge, she jumped out agilely.

Soon, her figure disappeared from Martin’s sight.

He wanted to chase after her, but the pain between his legs was so much that he felt like dying. When he recalled how Natalie said that the injury might never recover, he was terrified. He would rather be stabbed to death straightaway than be unable to touch women again.

Before Martin could curse at Natalie, everyone was attracted over by his ear-splitting shrieks.

As the door was locked, they could not push it open no matter what.

“Why is the door locked from the outside?”

Martin heard the commotion outside. Upon the thought that everyone would see him in such pain after having his balls kicked, his expression turned even uglier. He struggled to get to his feet, but he did not succeed even after a few attempts. Instead, he accidentally aggravated the injury, causing him to break into a cold sweat from the pain.

Soon later, the staff brought a spare key over.

With a click, the door opened.

Everyone immediately saw Martin’s pathetic state.

“What... What’s going on?”

“Why is he clutching that area? How did he get injured for no reason?”

“Isn’t he the only son of Rowan from the Jackson Corporation? If a man’s injured there, doesn’t it mean that...” Realizing that his words were inappropriate to be said in public, he fell silent awkwardly.

Within a short moment, more people came to look. However, none of them helped Martin up.

Martin remained sprawled on the ground. Listening to those people—acquaintances and strangers alike—discussing behind his back, he felt tormented.

When Rowan saw his precious son lying on the floor, he rushed over and helped Martin up. “Martin, how are you? What happened?”

When Martin saw his father, he grabbed Rowan’s hand desperately, as if he had just seen his savior. “Dad... It’s Natalie! She’s the one who did this to me! If something bad happens to me, she must take responsibility for me!”