Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 234

“I’m not like her. I’m just taking back what’s mine. Francis muttered as his eyes darkened, seemingly talking to himself. Then, he looked up and said. “That’s something between the both of us You don’t have to bother about it.”

How do you expect me not to bother! That’s my husband. You guys are plotting to harm someone important to me Christina’s gaze was steely Hore can poubly then a blind eye? However, all I can do is be on my guard until I have some concrete evidence

Upon hearing her reply, Francis felt as though he had been stabbed in the chest with a dagger, and he found it hard to breathe for a moment.

I don’t know when it started, but Christina’s delicate face would constantly appear in my mind. Alas, the only has eyes for Nathaniel. He and I are both part of the Hadley family, yet why is he the only one who deserves to have the Hadley

surname?

At that moment, the sound of footsteps could be heard coming from the corridor.

Francis’ heart sank a little. Then, an evil thought sprouted in his mind. He slowly walked forward until he was standing right in front of Christina. Holding her gently by her chin, he whispered, “Christina, if there comes a day when you realize he’s not as good as you thought, remember that I welcome you into my arms at any time.”

She slapped his hand away. What nonsense is he spouting now?

“You should hurry up and go back. If I find you two plotting against Nathaniel, I won’t hesitate to expose you.” Christina was very clear about where she stood now. She was on Nathaniel’s side and still at odds with them.

The footsteps grew nearer. Then, a sharp voice barked, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“What you see is exactly what’s going on. What’s there to ask?” Francis had no intention of moving aside. He stood uncomfortably close to Christina, his breath lingering in the small space between them.

From behind, they appeared to be standing very close. It was the sort of proximity that would only occur between lovers.

Nathaniel’s gaze clouded over immediately and turned stormy. Rushing forward, he grabbed Francis by the collar and jerked him backward.

In the blink of an eye, the two men of similar height were grappling with each other.

“Didn’t I warn you to stay away from what’s mine? Why do you insist on looking for trouble?” Without wasting his breath to say anything more, Nathaniel swung a punch toward Francis.

There was a loud thud, and the sound of his fist hitting its target reverberated throughout the spacious.

office.

Francis immediately started bleeding at the corner of his mouth. However, he showed no sign of backing down and retaliated with a punch. “What do you mean yours? She’s just yours for the time being. Who’s to say she won’t be mine in the future?”

“You asked for it!”

Just like that, a brawl broke out between the two men. Nathaniel had practiced boxing before, so his blows

Take Back What Is Mine

were hard and powerful. It was clear at a glance that Francis was no match for him

Shocked to see them trading punches, Christina quickly shouted for them to stop “Stop fighting Why can’t you talk things out in a civilized manner

Her words fell on deaf ears Instead, the fight grew even more intense Neither one was willing to let go of the other, and they were seemingly determined to fight to the death.

Meanwhile, Sebastian broke into a cold sweat as he watched the scene. He wanted to break up the suffle but did not dare to be meter seen Mr. Badley fight in fiercely. It’s as though he’s not planning to stop until he opponent is down for the count. Now that I think about hose much strength he user when I practice with him at the baring gym, I realize he has been going eaty on me. Otherwise, I’d have gotten beaten to a pulp by none………….

A shiver ran down his spine as that thought came to his mind.

“Stop fighting! Someone’s going to get hurt if you keep this up!”

Suddenly, there was a streak of crimson, and the scent of blood filled the air. It was unclear whose blood it

was

She blew gently on his wound, then put on a bandage for him.

“There, all done. However, everyone will see it when you go to your meeting tomorrow,” she huffed. Ife’s not a kid anymore. Why does he still use violence to resolve problems?

Nathaniel stretched out his arms and drew her into his embrace. The dark look in his eyes grew more intense as he said, “He’s not as harmless as you think. Don’t get into contact with him anymore.”

“All right. He was the one who came looking for me, but I’ll be more careful in the future,” she responded, comforting him as though she was appeasing a child.

Suddenly, she felt him grab her wrist. “You really didn’t meet with him behind my back?”

His icy tone sounded as though he was interrogating her.

She shook her head, then answered calmly, “I told you I didn’t. Don’t you believe me?”

“believe you, but remember never to lie to me.” He hugged her close without letting go, his words sounding like a warning and a restriction.

“You’re worrying too much. Why would I lie to you?” Christina pressed a palm to her forehead, furrowing her brows slightly. In her opinion, one should express loyalty through actions and self-control and not merely pay lip service..

Not getting the reassurance he wanted, he felt what seemed like a surge of anger bubble inside him, and the redness in his eye became even more pronounced. He lifted a hand and grasped her chin forcefully, deliberately causing her pain.

She grimaced and grumbled, “Let go. It hurts.”

Nathaniel’s cold gaze darkened as the thought of Francis standing so close to her when he opened the door flashed across his mind. It was as though they were kissing….

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