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Wrong Ride, Right Lover novel Chapter 201

Henry frowned and his expression darkened. His lips curled into a vicious grin and said, “You asked for it.”

He strode forward and yanked the drunk woman away roughly from Simon, while he threw a punch at him with his other hand.

Simon collapsed onto the ground, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. He wiped it away with his hand and stood up.

Simon also tried to take Monique from him but Henry dodged his attempt and he missed her. However, he spun around and landed his fist on Henry’s face.

Henry had not seen that coming as he was focused on Monique. Blood oozed out from the corner of his mouth and he spat on the ground as if he could not have felt any pain. His eyes blackened and he had given out a murderous look.

Simon walked toward him fearlessly, with clenched fists and roared, “If you don’t know how to treasure her, let her go! She deserves better!”

Anger had been boiling inside him as he held onto Monique tightly. When Simon threw another punch at him, he did not shun away. Instead, he grabbed his swinging punch with the other hand and kicked him aside, “How dare you lay your hands on my woman!”

Simon landed heavily onto the ground. His strength had been no match for Henry.

Before he could have gotten up, he saw Shaun hurried over. Henry gave a few orders to Shaun and took Monique with him.

Simon struggled to stand on his feet. He clenched his fists while he stared at their fading shadows.

Monique regained consciousness momentarily when they had been fighting. She sensed a familiar masculine scent and tried to open her eyes but she only managed to squint.

In a haze, she saw a charming-looking man in front of her. His pursed lips, prominent nose, and perfect lines on his chiseled face made him seem unapproachable.

That aloof mien! Who else could it have been other than Henry Moore!

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