My Billionaire Ex-Husband Chase Me Back (Mia and Kyle) novel Chapter 427

"WHAT THE HECK! You! You dare to block me!? Bella, you—"

Henry tried to pull his hand, but it wouldn’t budge, as if the strongest person in the universe held it.

’Huh!? Why is her grip so strong? And how can she still stand firm after I pulled her!?’ His anger increased.

Henry’s face was no longer red but dark like a storm cloud.

Curious about Bella’s power, Henry tried again with full force, pulling his hand to draw Bella near him, but he couldn’t free it.

"STOP, Henry Donovan!" Isaac said in panic when he saw Henry try to slap Bella. "If you dare lay a finger on Bella, I will never forgive—"

Isaac’s sentence stopped when he saw Bella’s hand gripping Henry’s arm firmly, stopping his movement. Even when Henry tried to release Bella’s grip, he couldn’t move an inch.

’Huh!? What happened?’ Isaac shifted his annoyed gaze from Henry to Bella.

Instantly, his eyebrow wrinkled when he saw how calm Bella was. Although she looked small before Henry, she still could parry his powerful slap.

"B-Bella..." Isaac muttered before he remembered to ask for help. He turned to Nick. "Hurry, Nick, help her..." he ordered his butler, standing not far from his grandchildren.

However, before Nick had time to move, he heard a howl of pain come from Henry’s lips.

Isaac and Nick turned to look at him, and they both gasped in surprise. They saw Bella still holding Henry’s hand, crushing his bones with her firm grip.

Isaac wondered, ’What had happened? Since when did Bella have so much energy? How could she grip Henry’s hand so strongly that it caused him pain?’ He couldn’t believe what he was witnessing.

The tension in the room increased as Isaac and Nick were horrified by what was happening before them.

Henry’s howl of pain grew louder. He wanted to curse Bella but couldn’t speak; the pain was unbearable.

"You want to slap me?" Bella’s icy tone rang in the room. "I told you before, you don’t have a chance to do that, Henry! Now, you taste my slap..." she said before slapping Henry with her other hand.

"SMACK!"

Her powerful slap was hard enough to make Henry’s body stagger, almost falling on the hard marble when Bella finally released her grip.

Henry screamed in pain even louder while stroking his hot cheek. It was so hot it felt like someone had just put an iron there.

Stroking his hot cheek while trying to stand up straight, his eyes stared at Bella.

"You’ll pay for this, Bella! How dare you fight me?!!" Henry no longer held back. He cursed in annoyance while moving forward to hit Bella once more.

"Y-Yes, ma’am..." Bryan stammered, taken aback by Bella’s awareness of his presence. He had been sneaking into the house and hiding in the corner, ready to help her immediately. Bryan had wanted to intervene when Henry had threatened her. Still, he held back, realizing his lady boss was in her fighting stance and ready to throw a kick at the man before her.

"You can come out and check on him for me," Bella said. "Is he dying or not?"

Bryan emerged from his hiding place, flashing an awkward smile at her. He moved closer and examined Henry. After a few moments, he straightened up, standing next to Henry as he gazed at Bella.

"Young Madam, he will not die. He only suffered a fracture around his spleen, but nothing gravely dangerous. And it looks like some of his teeth are missing from the falling or your slap, not your kick. If I’m not mistaken, if we bring him to the hospital now, he might only need a recovery period of around two or three months to heal completely," Bryan reported calmly, shocking Isaac and Nick.

Henry almost fainted when he heard Bryan’s words. His face turned even paler when he heard about his injury.

’Hospital? Another many months to heal?’ Henry couldn’t believe that. It felt like the goddess of luck had really left him.

How did he have to go through this for the second time? His teeth clenched, and his eyes stared angrily at Bella.

He badly wanted to get up and pull her hair, venting his anger, but he couldn’t move.

Every time he moved, he felt like thousands of sharp nails pierced his bones and chest. Breathing is starting to hurt.

He could only express his anger at that moment through his sharp, dagger-like gaze.