The Hero
Chapter 118 Take Care of Your Mouth
Marjorie's growl made Sigmund stop.
However, Javier continued to swing twice more into the battered woman's face.
She immediately cried. “What do you want?! I told my son to stop! Why are you still hitting me?”
The apoplectic Sigmund began to look around angrily, as if searching for something. Javier watched his actions and laughed out loud. “What, you looking for a rock to hit me, boy? Don't bother. Just take your car and try to drive me! If you do it right, your mother will be stuck under the wheel with me too! You wanna go? ”
Sigmund was almost foaming with anger, yet there was nothing he could do. He never expected that b*stard was dragging his mother into such a crossfire. One might even say that he has failed to explain the possible consequences of his reckless provocation.
Javier ignores the panicked but hapless boy and looks back at his aunt and her swollen and injured cheek. “You really think this will end with just me hitting you? Ha. You underestimate me, Aunt Marjorie ... You also underestimate your precious little boo-boo. Do you know what he told me? He called me an asshole! He called my parents trash! So please! Tell me that I've guilty you for hitting you up!"
Marjorie's heart was beating fast. Now, people use colorful language throughout their conversations for all kinds of reasons all the time, but one cannot just insult the parents of others! Saying something like that would emotionally allow Javier to beat Sigmund to the ground.
He glared at Sigmund. “Are you really crazy, son?! You should have put socks in it! You can't just go around and say things that should be said indoors,”
He stuttered and immediately closed his mouth. He wanted to reprimand his son for saying such things out loud when he was not protected by the privacy of his own home. But now, she quickly realized that she had basically just admitted that they had both voiced the same opinion at home.
Javier laughing. He then raised his hand suddenly, as if he was about to hit her again, and the traumatized woman closed her eyes in fear.
The slap never came. Javier just bluffed. Instead, he said, “Can you tell Sigmund to turn around? There are some personal things I want to talk to you about.”
Marjorie knew it wasn't a good thing, but she wouldn't provoke the man's anger anymore. Moreover, they were in Lustmord, and the patriarch was still the ruler of the island, so Javier had to feel a certain degree of inhibition. He wouldn't dare to cross too many lines, would he?
"Sigmund, honey, go."
Sigmund is reluctant, but after one increasingly frustrated order from his mother too much, he ends up turning his back on them both.
Javier reached out his hand and helped Marjorie get up from the floor, but the way she held it was a humiliating offense. Javier groped ***********. He did not even give her time to process her shock when he forced the battered Marjorie to stand up by pulling her from*********** out of her wish.
The woman's face was pale from the pain.
Javier came closer to the woman's ear and whispered, “I know all about your secret lover, Aunt Marjorie. The only reason I don't say anything is because I don't have motivation, you know? But if you don't want to put a muzzle in your mouth that meows, then I'll do it for you.”
As soon as he said that, Javier swung his knee up quickly at full force. Marjorie once again felt like her chest had been hit by an elephant.
Javier lets go, and the battered woman falls to the floor and kneels. His hands were folded over his wounded chest, and his head seemed to be stuck to the granite floor as he was in too much pain to lift it.
Marjorie blabbed in abject suffering.
He has a basic idea of how Javier plans to control his mouth.
Javier ignored them both and turned around. He then approached McLaren and got into the car, pressing his foot on the brake while stepping on the accelerator.
"My car! Not my darling!” Sigmund howled, apparently more stung because his car was misused than he felt seeing his mother persecuted. He has underestimated how much Javier can do to make his prized car brutal. McLaren drove forward, hitting the mansion fence and the protective fence that flanked the road.
It threw itself straight towards the cliff before jumping in front of the sun.
At that moment, Sigmund felt like he was witnessing the brightest moment of his car soaring into the sky, looking dazzling in the golden sunlight. The car then lost its momentum in the air and plunged directly into the sea below, never to appear again in Sigmund's life.
A stone's throw from a cliff, in a patch of yard, Javier - who had jumped out of the car sometime - stood up and waved at him. "That's how a real man plays with his car, Sig!"
Sigmund was only thirteen years old, but at that time, he was convinced he could have died of a heart attack at that moment.
Back at the residence, Ciara burst into laughter while listening to Javier's exploits. “Oh, brother, you really are a terrible person! You beat up Aunt Marjorie and then send Sigmund's limited-edition supercar into the ocean forever! You know how hard she pleaded with her parents for that? ” shouts. “And that twerp just showed it to me the other day! Let's see how he'll brag now! ”
Javier pretended to cough and threw away a sharp face.
Ciara really started to bring up the feeling of succubus. She bewitched in beauty and figure
The truth about Ciara Kersey has never been a secret between them. The official narrative is that they are the same half-brothers, different mothers. But that's not true.
Javier had eavesdropped on his parents' conversation earlier. Her father and Ciara's real father were once comrades in the war, and in one of their battles, Ciara's father had saved her father on the battlefield at the cost of her own life. Javier's father then took his surviving daughter before marrying his widow on paper.
Of course, spending time together has an effect, and soon…
However, for Ciara, her crush on Javier is sincere and incredible. He loved it from the bottom of his heart and always thought that among all the men on the planet, only Javier deserved to have his body.
His hesitation was brief before a new determination replaced him. With her fiery red cheeks, she leaned over to her close before hugging Javier from behind. He pressed his cheek, which was flushed and warmer than usual, close to Javier and sighed, “You must have thought about it, no,
Javi's? If you want me .. I'm yours entirely. I'm more than willing to be yours.”.
Ciara felt herself burning. He could hear his own heart racing in his chest, but he did not regret it at all, even if saying it out loud made him sound like a shameless and loose woman..
He meant what he said.
Although Ciara is willing, it does not mean that the recipient of affection is just as enthusiastic to retaliate. “Uh, I.. I'm with someone else.”
"Oh yeah? The chesie? Ciel Ince-Dolch's? Or Jade Odell, the woman you bought a house to live in?”
Ciara's sudden question leaves Javier perplexed. She did not expect Ciara would investigate all her women—till to the last detail as well.
However, before she could say anything, Ciara added, “I don't really care, you know. You're the only person I like and the only person I want. All I need is you like me back! I don't even care who you finally got married to! Remember that? I didn't stop you when you married Selena Lewis!”
It was at that moment that the screams of explosions came from outside. “Javier Kersey, you son of a bitch! Bring your pa**at here now!”
