A Whirlwind Marriage with the Beautiful CEO novel Chapter 409

Chapter 409 

“Ah-” Jaxton cried out in pain and reluctantly released his grip. 

Slap! The sound of a slap echoed through the air as Roselynn swiftly turned 

and struck him across the face, scolding, “Jaxton, what are you thinking?” 

Jaxton cradled his burning cheek, feeling utterly humiliated under the gaze of 

Jack and his wife. 

When Alessandra noticed the hostility in Jaxton’s eyes, she swiftly stepped in 

to mediate the argument. “Both of you, stop fighting! Roselynn, apologize to 

Jaxton. You can’t resort to violence.” 

Apologize? Roselynn was taken aback. How could her mother expect her to 

apologize in this situation? To her astonishment, Jaxton’s anger flared, 

prompting him to forcefully shove Alessandra aside, who was trying to 

intervene while he bellowed, “Get out of the way!” 

Actually, he hadn’t intended to harm Alessandra, but in the heat of the 

moment, he lost his temper and sent Alessandra’s fragile body crashing to 

the ground. 

“Mom! Mom!” Roselynn hastily rushed to help Alessandra, only to discover 

that her mother had suffered a significant fall. Her wrist was already swollen 

due to the fall. 

“Jaxton, you b*stard! I won’t let you get away with this!” Rage consumed 

Roselynn as she pounced on Jaxton, ready to engage in a fight. 

On the other hand, Jaxton had kept his true nature hidden for so long, so he 

always desired to show his authority over this woman. Thus, he saw this as 

the perfect opportunity to display his prowess! Little did he anticipate that 

Roselynn possessed far superior abilities than an average woman. Therefore, 

she merely had to deliver a forceful knee strike to his lower abdomen, 

momentarily incapacitating him. 

When Jack’s family witnessed this spectacle, they were left dumbfounded. 

Just how pathetic can a man be to not be able to even defeat his own wife? 

“F*ck!” Consumed by anger and embarrassment, Jaxton attempted to stagger to his feet and engage in another physical confrontation with 

Roselynn. Unfortunately, at that precise moment, a sudden knock on the door 

shattered his momentum. 

“Is anyone there? We’re here to deliver a letter!” A voice called from outside. 

Letter? Everyone in the room was astonished. What era was this? Who still 

sends letters? 

Since the door was unlocked and hadn’t been opened after some time, the 

person outside decided to give it a try and pushed it open. 

Two men dressed in suits stood before them with sharp eyes that exuded a 

commanding presence. When they swept their gaze across the crowded 

room, the two men confidently stepped inside and got straight to the point, 

asking, “We’re delivering a letter on behalf of Emmanuel! Who is his mother?” 

“I–I’m the one!” Alessandra was also quite surprised upon hearing that it was a letter from her son and quickly responded once she came back to her 

senses. 

The others were equally taken aback. Isn’t Emmanuel in prison for murder? 

How is it possible for him to have someone deliver a letter? 

Regrettably, when Roselynn inquired about their identities, the two men