After Betrayal: Lightning Marriage to Mr. Enigmatic-Chapter 144 The Couple Argues

Alexander Parker also saw Harry Hunter. He agilely leaped down from the balcony, treating the second floor like nothing, and blocked Harry in front: "You’re a marriage scammer, stay away from my cousin. She doesn’t know who you are, but I do!"

Harry Hunter glanced coldly at him: "Looks like your last injury is all healed. Want to go another round?"

Alexander Parker instinctively touched his arm.

Of course, his injury wasn’t healed; internal injuries healed slowly, and his arm was still in pain. But his ability to endure pain far exceeded that of ordinary people, so he didn’t think much of it, doing whatever he needed to do normally, looking just like a healthy person.

Fighting was definitely out of the question, Alexander wasn’t stupid. Just because he didn’t fear pain didn’t mean he wanted another beating, so he decided to outsmart him.

"Name your terms. As long as you’re willing to divorce my cousin, I’ll spare no expense."

"Then go ahead and cut your throat. Once you’re gone, we can talk."

As Harry said this, he started to walk inside. Just as Alexander was about to stop him, he was kicked in the abdomen and sent flying several meters away.

Harry was in no mood and had no time to argue with him, so he resorted to violence directly.

Isabella Weaver’s heart skipped a beat as she watched from the balcony. Hopefully, Harry wouldn’t kill Alexander! freewebnøvel_com

Seeing Harry come in, she hurriedly asked, "Is my cousin okay? He doesn’t seem to be able to stand up. Maybe we should take him to the hospital!"

Harry gave her a faint glance and instructed Connor, "Connor, take him to the hospital, and let the doctor check his brain by the way."

Connor responded, picking up Alexander and leaving.

Even someone as stoic as Alexander Parker couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

Isabella Weaver leaned over the balcony and couldn’t help but say, "Connor, be careful, my cousin is coughing up blood! His last injury probably hasn’t healed yet!"

Before Connor could speak, the half-dead Alexander on his shoulder spoke first: "My cousin is still concerned about me, hehe."

His mouth and nose were bleeding, yet he was still delighted because of Isabella’s words!

"Let me down, I’m fine. I want to talk to my cousin. I need to protect her..."

His voice was already a bit weak, but he couldn’t bear the thought of Isabella staying with Harry late at night, struggling to get down.

Connor said irritably, "You think I enjoy carrying you? Your cousin said to take you to the hospital. Otherwise, who would care about you?"

The intense pain and blood loss made Alexander Parker’s consciousness a bit blurry. He vaguely heard Connor mention "cousin" and suddenly grinned, saying, "I’ll listen to my cousin," before passing out.

Harry Hunter stood on the balcony, watching as Connor took Alexander into the car, disappearing into the night, his face cold and tense.

This man was going to be a formidable opponent.

Isabella Weaver turned back and saw Harry’s icy expression; she couldn’t help but tug at his sleeve: "Are you angry?"

Harry Hunter: "Yes."

"Why are you angry? You’ve nearly beaten him crippled. You can’t be so heavy-handed in the future; he can’t even fight you..."

For the first time in his life, Harry felt a twinge of jealousy because of a man. It wasn’t like this last time; last time, Isabella was always on his side. How did everything reverse this time?

His voice turned a bit cold: "Isabella Weaver, you’d better remember, I’m your husband! A man randomly climbs the wall to come in at night, and I’m already merciful for not making him disappear from this world!"

Isabella suddenly let go of his sleeve, a cold look also appearing on her fair, jade-like face: "Your fiancée barged into my home with your grandmother and bodyguards, did I ever complain?"

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