Dumping My Billionaire Ex novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45 

The commotion attracted quite a crowd of onlookers. 

A middle–aged woman named Emma Carter rugged on Sharon’s sleeve and said, “They are eyeing your house, knowing that you are strapped for cash after the divorce and your dad sold his shoemaking business. 

Given her past connection with Sharon, Emma jumped in to remind her, but Dylan’s glare spooked her, so she bolted right after. 

Sharon’s lips curled into a smirk, a hint of coldness appearing on her face. 

“Seriously? Dad’s been letting them crash here rent–free, and now they’re pulling this crap? thought Sharon. 

“Dylan, it’s Sharon. She pushed me. Sophie sat on the ground, pointing at Sharon and signaling to Dylan. 

Dylan swung the stick at Sharon. “You’ve got guts, Sharon! You’ll regret this” 

Sharon shrugged off his weapon. Think twice, Dylan. Cops will be here in a flash. Kill someone, you’re done for.” 

Dylan just wanted to scare Sharon, as he’d planned with his mom. Sharon was broke after the divorce, with no connections. Ethan was just a regular guy and had no connections after selling his business. Dylan figured he could scare them off for good. 

In their eyes, Ethan’s skill was only worth a few grand, no big deal. So, what was there to worry about? 

The Evans just wanted the house. They didn’t care if Sharon and Ethan ended up starving. 

But Sharon, cool as a cucumber, didn’t flinch, sending Dylan off balance. His hands shook visibly. 

“If you lay a finger on my mom, she’ll have you locked up!” Irene yelled. Sharon always preached about staying out of trouble, but when it came knocking, she taught Irene not to back down. So, right now, Irene stood in front of Sharon, glaring at Dylan with all her might. 

Afraid that Irene would get hurt, Sharon hurriedly pushed her back. 

“Dylan, what’s got you shaking! We got connections at the cops Sophie shouted. “If they hit us, we’ll hit right back. It’s self–defense.” 

Seeing Sharon’s poker face, Sophie thought that a few whacks from her son would knock some sense into Sharon. 

Encouraged by Sophie’s words, Dylan swung the stick at Shuron, 

Sharon had picked up some self defense moves. Ethan, worried about his daughter’s safety, had splurged on her city lessons. Even though it had been years since she’d trained, she still had the fundamentals down. 

Sharon squared up, ready to confrom Dylan head on. 

With a loud bang, the stick was halted by a long knife just 2 inches from Sharon’s leg 

Dylan was stunned and cursed, “Who’s bunting int Beat it!” He glanced up to see Ethan holding the knife. 

Sharon spotted Ethan too and called out, “Dad?” 

Ethan stayed silent, glaring at Dylan. “Touch my girl, you got guts,” he said, then swung his knife at Dylan. 

Eihan was usually chill, polite to everyone. Even if folks walked over him, he never made a scene. This was the firsttime Dylan saw him this mad. Ethan’s face twisted, eyes blazing with anger, the knife slicing through the air. No doubt, things just got serious. 

Horrified, Dylan could only use the stick to defend himself. 

With terrifying strength, Ethan sliced the stick in two, narrowly missing Dylan’s head. 

Feeling like his life hung by a thread, Dylan freaked out and bolted. 

Sharon and Irene were Ethan’s soft spot. Seeing them bullied, how could he just stand by? He shot Sophie a look before darting after Dylan. Sophie freaked out, thinking Ethan was after her. She grabbed her head and peed her pants in fear. Her grandson was so scared, his legs buckled, and be hit the ground, screaming his head off. 

Ethan then took off after Dylan. Despite his age, he was quick on his feet, hot on Dylan’s heels, not letting up for a moment. 

Sophie dropped to her knees, tugging at Sharon’s clothes, sobbing and yelling, “Sharon, your dad’s lost it. You gotta stop him. If he hurts Dylan, it’s gonna be a disaster.” 

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Sharon didn’t give a damn about jerks like Dylan, but with her dad getting okler, it’d be a mess if he got hurt. She left Irene with Emma and dashed out to catch up. Eventually, someone dialed the cops. When they showed up, they finally got Ethan under control. 

Sharon pushed away the people restraining Ethan and hugged him tenderly. “Dad, was it worth it?” 

Breathing heavily after the chase, Ethan kept his fierce gaze fixed on Dylan. “I won’t ever let anyone mess with my daughter and granddaughter.” 

Sharon breathed a sigh of relief. Thank goodness her father hadn’t gone to Stanley Manor last time. If he had, knowing the injustice she’d faced, he would’ve surely gone after every member of the Stanley family. 

Ethan and Dylan got hauled to the police station. Hearing that Ethan flipped because Dylan threatened his daughter and grandklaughter, and knowing Dylan’s had reputation around town, the cop didn’t dig too deep. After a lecture and some paperwork, the cop let them both off the hook. 

After signing. Ethan stared at Dylan. “When we get back, get the hell out of my house, you jerk!” 

Outside, Sophie also followed here. Hearing Ethan’s words, she felt like she had hit rock bottom. Instead of extorting the house, she almost got kicked out, and her son nearly got himself killed. What a screwup. 

“Come on, Dad.” Sharon said, walking up to Ethan and helping him out. They left without even looking at Dylan and Sophie. 

Just as the two were about to reach the door, two people suddenly came over from outside. 

“Where are you going? Is everything sorted out? The leader had a stem look, oozing arrogance, and spoke with authority. 

“It’s settled. Dylan kicked it off, aiming to hurt Ethan’s daughter and granddaughter, so Ethan went after him in anger,” the cop piped up, showing respect. 

It was clear these two held some sway at the police station 

“They were released since neither got hurt. Case closed, Chief Parker,” the cop confirmed. 

Seeing this, Sophie’s face lit up, and she rushed to speak. Dylan didn’t start it. It was Sharon who hit me first. My son just stepped in to scold her. But then Ethan pulled out a knife, threatening to kill Dylan Officers, we need your help” 

Sophie was simply twisting the truth.