EuropeNovelChapter 847: "No!" Elissa cried, her eyes wide with dread. "I'm not going anywhere!" "Sir, please stop!" The housekeeper, alarmed, barred the doorway. "She's your wife, but that doesn't give you the right to drag her off against her will!" "Oh, really?" Robin shot a glance at the housekeeper. "Elissa, how impressive! You can even afford a servant now? Where's the cash coming from?" His mind flashed to the people who'd whisked her away last time, and resentment gnawed at him. That was exactly why he'd shown up today.
"Elissa, are you someone's kept woman now? Tellwho's the guy? Cheating onright out in the open? You're leaving with me, like it or not!" He clamped down harder, yanking her toward the door.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"NO!" "Miss Holland!" The housekeeper shouted, voice spiking with urgency. "Mr. Flynn's here!" Ernest, leaning on his cane, hastened over. From a distance, he saw Robin hauling Elissa along, her ashen face streaked with tears.
"Mr. Flynn?" At the housekeeper's call, Elissa quickly looked up-even though she couldn't see anything.
Her eyes met Ernest's, and something in that look made his steps quicken.
Robin saw it too, and rage surged through him. He raised his hand and struck her hard across Elissa's face. "You shameless whore! Flirting with another man right in front of me- Aw!" Before he could finish, a sharp cry tore from his throat. He bent over, clutching his stomach in agony.
Ernest had kicked him square in the abdomen. In the sbreath, he stepped forward, gripped Elissa's wrist, and pulled her behind him. “You..." Keep reading at glnoRobin looked up, his face pale and pain twisting his features. "Who the hell are you?" Ernest had spent years in a coma. Back when he held power in the Flynn family, Robin was still a clueless boy. Hence, Robin had no idea who was standing in front of him.
"Hah!" Robin let out a mocking laugh and pointed straight at Elissa. “So you're the one keeping her now? You've got snerve. A woman like her... she'd sleep with anyone. Only a fool like you would-ouch!" Before he could finish, Ernest slammed a foot into Robin's stomach again.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThis time, the kick sent him flying into the wall. He collapsed with a groan, winded and stunned.
Watching him writhe in pain, Ernest felt satisfied. Anyone who dared insult Locke's mother was insulting Locke and, by extension, him.
He gripped Elissa's hand and turned to leave with her.
"Don't you walk away!" Robin's voice cfrom behind, hoarse and m panicked. He struggled to his feet. "Im her husband! You have no right to take her!"
He lunged forward, but Quentin's men stepped in and forged him back enner in a down, rendering him unable to move.
In the car, Elissa had calmed down and softly said, "Mr. Flynn, and Moon, Chank your He had saved her. Again.
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