The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky

Leon was confident that there were no ghosts around, but he could not say for sure about the many rumors that wolves lurked around the area. The woman was wet after being hauled out from the river, and she would not be able to walk far since she was injured. Considering how far away the place was, it was almost certain that no one would go there to rescue her. For a woman whose car keys were thrown into the river and whose cell phone shattered, spending a night there would be more agonizing than death.

Unfortunately for her, Leon had every intention of punishing her for her ungratefulness.

Leon strode away.

“You jerk! Don’t just leave me here!”

The woman tried chasing after Leon, but it was all in vain as he left in a rage. She cursed wildly and felt incredibly dejected, for she did not expect that a dignified young woman like her would suffer such treatment in the hands of an ordinary person.

“B*stard! Once I find out who you are, I sure as hell will make you pay!” the woman, whose name was Iris Young, shouted.

As soon as she said that, Leon decided to ignore her firmly even though he felt a little reluctant to act that way earlier.

When Iris saw Leon disappearing from her sight, she felt like crying but somehow could not shed even a single tear. The heel of her high heels snapped, and she shivered due to the cold wind because her body was still wet. She looked around warily as she sensed the eeriness of her surroundings. Even if there were no wolves around, there was no telling whether they might be any supernatural manifestations since they were in a cemetery.

She hated Leon with every fiber of her body, for she never suffered such mistreatment in all her life as a pampered eldest daughter in her family.

Leon, on the other hand, began to regret what he did within a minute or two after leaving. He was a good person with a good heart, and without that goodness in him, he would not have saved old Elder Manson all those years ago and endured all that torment the Mansons subjected him to for so many years. When he lashed out at the woman earlier, he simply poured out all his resentment toward Marilyn and Helen on the innocent Iris. His brief walk gave him the chance to calm down, especially since there was a gentle wind blowing on him.

He thought to himself, ‘She’s a girl. Doing that to her would be crossing the line on my part. Even if she didn’t encounter any wolves or ghosts, she’d still end up with a bad cold if she stayed out here all night. My conscience will eat away at me for the rest of my life if anything bad happens to her. Scaring her a little is enough. I shouldn’t leave her here the entire night.’

Leon then turned around and went to find her.

As soon as he arrived at the place where he left Iris, she was nowhere to be seen

and low for her but found nothing

was not a

he soon heard Iris’s faint cry for help. He ran over to the direction of the sound and his anger returned once more. It turned out that the two thugs from before returned, and

was down to her last pieces of clothing. As much as she tried to cover it, she was unable to hide the glowing fairness of

very least, it was much better than Marilyn’s figure when he peeped at her while she

“Are you alright?”

his clothes and threw them to

savior was Leon. Her hand took on a mind of its own and wanted to slap him in the face, but a scene she saw from the corner

warned, but it was

build and so failed to block the man. With a kick, the man sent Leon flying two or three meters away. He then took out the dagger he

to get yourself

black suit stepped on Leon’s chest and

tore off Iris’s clothes and was kicked away by Leon urged, “Marco, the Youngs are powerful, and it won’t be long before they track us both down. We can’t waste any more time. Deal with them and don’t make a single

would have ended Iris’s life had the other guy not given in

the time to be arguing about who

Blood splattered everywhere!

last dying breath, Leon gritted his teeth, grabbed Marco’s thigh fiercely, and shouted

not worth much, so it doesn’t matter if I die. Save yourself! Don’t worry about

his impending death. As angry as he was deep down,

he was not going to be that

myriad of emotions, including sourness, desolation,

sadness through his smile, and it was a

she knew that it was a futile effort once Leon