Love the Second Time Around Novel

Chapter 7 Drag You Down To Hell

“You like this man, yes? He’s all yours then. However, be prepared to go to prison. Don’t think that having an affair is no big deal. I’m all battered and bloody today, so I can totally lodge a police report against the two of you for attempted murder to cover up the affair!”

Upon hearing that, the woman was so petrified that she shook her head profusely. “No, no, it was him who told me to come over so that you can witness your husband being intimate with another woman! I didn’t plan on doing anything at all! It was all him!”

“You want me to believe you? Well, there is a way. Let me go, and I’ll know whether you’re sincere!” I gritted through clenched teeth.

My murderous gaze blazed with fury, making the woman’s face blanch. Perhaps she had no qualms carrying on with a married man, but she was probably unwilling to go to prison just because of this.

Hesitating, she glanced at Julius, who was still howling on the ground with his hand over his eye. Gritting her teeth, she reached out and untied the knot on the covers. Having obtained my freedom, I wrapped the covers around myself and sauntered up to Julius.

Right away, Julius raised his head and glared at me furiously with his remaining eye as though he wanted to kill me. However, I noticed a stream of blood trickling down through the gap between his fingers.

Ah… it looks like I injured his eye quite badly with my bash just now that he’s actually bleeding. While this isn’t the result I wanted, I don’t regret it. Well, this is probably the so-called tit for tat!

a strong virginity complex. If you’d told me frankly on our wedding night, I would’ve set you free. But since you

been thrown to the floor and spun around to leave the room that had a nauseating sense hanging in the air. But just

Zanetti, you’d better pray that my eye is fine. Otherwise… I’ll make your life a living hell! So you want to be free of me, huh? Dream on! I’ll have you wishing for

grief! Things have come to this, yet he’s still shamelessly threatening me in a booming voice.

before me a cold smile. “Okay, then. At most, I’ll

nothing wrong, so I stood upright proudly, not at all afraid of his threat. To my

if I were to say that I wasn’t the least bit afraid. After all, I would really be

and inched to the door. Placing my hand on the doorknob, I

once told me? What was it that you did when you published your first

to be honest with him to demonstrate my sincere attitude toward the marriage. Never had I thought

do you want?” I muttered

all the smugger. His grin grew so wide that he even tugged on his injury, the pain making