My Husband Is A Gary Stu novel Chapter 975

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Chapter 975

“Let me go!” Johanna shrieked while flailing her arms to hit that man.

However, her retaliation felt no different from the painless raindrops falling on him.

The man relied on his brute strength to yank off Johanna's housemaid outfit. Her bare chest and arms appeared exceptionally fair as the rainwater streamed down her skin.

Johanna was overwhelmed by her urge to smash the man's brain into pieces. If only I have a weapon in my hand. Even a beer bottle will suffice.

At that moment, the car window to the backseat of one of the vehicles gradually rolled down, revealing the face of a man with mixed parentage and purple eyes. He gazed downward at Johanna, who was drenched and caught in a miserable state.

Despite knowing the futility of her feeble resistance, she continued to punch the man who was pressing down on her with all her might.

Even the damp hair stuck to her face could not hide Johanna's dark eyes, which were burning with rage and hatred.

That scene reminded Zephyr of the time when he first met her.

Zephyr uttered a sentence in Irushea in his deep and low voice. The man who was ripping Johanna's clothes stopped abruptly, let go of her, and stood to one side.

She clutched her tattered clothes to cover her chest and sat up on the floor.

While she struggled earlier, the man had repeatedly applied pressure on her legs. Johanna was trying to stand up while her legs were still hurting when a man gradually approached her. A pair of leather shoes entered her vision.

Zephyr had gotten out of the car and walked up to her. He towered over her as he stood before her like a mountain, blocking all her possible escape routes.

Despite the gentle smile on Zephyr's face, he gave off a frightening, devil-like vibe.

A bodyguard held out an umbrella to shield him from the pouring rain. Zephyr slowly crouched down and stretched out his hand to rearrange the wet hair stuck to Johanna's face. “Regrettably, your escape plan failed, Kitty.”

Johanna shivered. She had the impulse to leap forward and bite off his neck at the thought of what had happened previously.