Chapter: 17
“Don’t worry, I will get even with him for you!” Florence comforted James gently.
“Mrs. Nicholson, it is unthinkable that Dustin had the nerve to physically assault both of you!” A handsome young man dressed in a suit spoke up. He was the second son of the Nolan family, Chris Nolan. He was also deeply infatuated with Dahlia.
“Chris, you wouldn’t believe it. That punk went mad and hit my son like a maniac. No one could stop him!” Florence gritted her teeth.
“Really? Was he such a crazy person?” Chris frowned.
“I know some thugs who can teach him a lesson. Shall I help you out, Mrs. Nicholson?”
“Oh, that would be great!” Florence broke into a smile.
“Chris, make sure they knock some sense into him. Fracture a bone or two!” James snarled in anger.
“Sure thing. I assure you, he is as good as dead!” Chris laughed maliciously.
To be honest, Dustin’s marriage to Dahlia had bothered him long ago. How was it possible that a useless bum like him could have such an attractive and successful lady as his wife? Chris couldn’t pass up this opportunity to beat Dustin up!
“James, how are your injuries?” Dahlia asked as she entered the hospital room suddenly. She was dressed in a slinky black dress that showed off her voluptuous curves. Chris’s eyes brightened considerably.
“Dahlia, you’re finally here! Look at me, I’m terribly hurt!” James sat up immediately and pointed at his bandaged head.
“Alright, Dustin told me what happened and apologized over the phone. Let’s forget about it and move on,” Dahlia comforted her brother.
“Forget about it?” James raised his voice.
“Dahlia, are you kidding me? I was beaten black and blue! An apology isn’t going to cut it! What do you take me for?”
“Well, what do you want?”
“I want him to kneel before me and beg for forgiveness!”
“He is still your brother-in-law. Don’t make a mountain out of a molehill.”
“Don’t lie to me! I know that both of you have divorced!”
“Regardless of what happened, we were once family. Besides, you are partly to blame.”
“Dahlia, why are you taking his side? What did I even do wrong? I only broke his stupid necklace! What’s the big deal?” James snapped angrily.
“What? What did you say about a necklace?” Dahlia frowned.
“The necklace you wore previously. He claimed that it was an heirloom, but I’m sure it’s just rubbish!” James mumbled under his breath.
“Did you destroy that necklace?” Dahlia probed further.
“Yeah, he was being extremely rude! That insolent punk refused to give me the crystal necklace, that’s why I smashed it on the ground!” James said stubbornly.
“You’re really asking for a beating!”