The Marriage She Turned into War novel Chapter 112

I gritted my teeth as I lunged at him and knocked him to the floor, throwing punch after punch and landing them hard across his face.

"Shut up! You don't get to talk about Kayla. You killed her! She was just a kid! How could you be so cruel? How could you hurt a little girl like that?"

My vision blurred with rage as I continued to beat him mercilessly.

Joshua, however, grinned, his expression one of smug satisfaction. He let me hit him, not bothering to fight back and showing no sign of pain.

George, who had been following me discreetly, rushed in just in time to pull me away.

"Samuel, stop! If you keep going, someone's going to get seriously hurt!"

I was already weak from my illness, so even the slightest touch on my arm left me in pain and barely able to stand. But when Joshua had mentioned my sister, adrenaline shot through me, and I didn't feel the pain at all. All I could think about was making this bastard pay—making him suffer like Kayla had.

I gasped for breath, and my eyes were bloodshot with fury as I screamed at him, "Get out! Just get out!"

Joshua slowly climbed to his feet, still holding his chest, clearly unbothered by the beating I'd just given him. He quickly pulled out his phone and made a call.

"I'm calling the police. Someone's just assaulted me!"

…

Half an hour later, I found myself locked up.

Outside, George and Blair were scrambling to find a way to get me out, but I remained calm. I sat in a solitary room with my eyes closed, trying to rest.

The quiet was a relief. Without Abigail's harassment or Joshua throwing tantrums in front of me, I almost wished I could stay in this calm, peaceful state forever.

But by the afternoon, the noise outside the room grew louder.