My Sweet Lawyer Wife

“Oooh, mom, my brother he, he simply wants to beat me to death, oooh …”

Sloane wailed and sobbed in aggravation.

Seeing this scene, Peter straightened up, crushed the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray, and said to Hank, “Take her to her room to rest.”

The ‘she’, although not specified who, but Hank naturally know is Mrs. Alston.

He waved to the two bodyguards who had just come with Jackson, “Take Mrs. Alston to her room to rest.”

“Yes.”

The bodyguard answered and immediately walked in, carrying Mrs. Alston upstairs.

“Peter, what are you doing? Peter, I am your mother, how can you do this to me? It’s too wanton. Let go of me now!”

Mrs. Alston struggled, but she was no match for the two bodyguards.

“It’s getting late, go to your room and get some rest.”

Peter said in a light-hearted manner.

“Ooooooooo … mom, don’t you go, ooooooo … I’m scared, ooooooooo …”

Since childhood, Sloane has seen Peter angry, but never seen Peter so angry.

She had vaguely understood what the reason was in her mind.

So when she saw Mrs. Alston being brought upstairs, she became more and more nervous and scared and lunged towards Mrs. Alston, but was pulled by Jackson’s quick eyes and hands.

Mrs. Alston kept yelling, but was still carried upstairs by two bodyguards, dropping her slippers on the way up the stairs.

Even so, no one cared how messed up she was.

Until the person was put into the bedroom, two bodyguards were directly in the bedroom to guard Mrs. Alston and not let her out.

Downstairs in the living room, Sloane kept crying.

Peter stared at her with cold eyes, “You have one last chance to say, what exactly did you do?”

Sloane’s heart is aggrieved, but more than that, he is unwilling to bow down and admit his mistake.

She took a few deep breaths, raised her hand to wipe the tears on her cheeks, and gritted her teeth in anger and hatred, “I don’t know!”

Upon hearing this, Peter knitted his eyebrows slightly and shook his head helplessly.

Pulled a cigarette from the box, took a silver windproof lighter and lit the cigarette, took a drag, snapped it, and dropped the lighter on the table.

The voice was loud and conveyed the discontent in his heart.

The man leaning on the couch was hostile and beckoned toward Jackson, “Whenever you say, when you stop.”

Jackson swallowed, not without some nervousness.

After all, the person in front of you is the golden girl of The Alston family.

But the boss spoke, he could not fail to perform.

Raising his hand, he slapped the ground and unceremoniously flung it at Sloane’s face.

His brothers have been with Peter for many years and have developed the same disposition as Peter, which is to never make a move on a woman.

Today, he made an exception.

Or rather, Sloane always has the ability and means to make an exception for them.

“Haven’t you eaten?”

He slaps down, and Sloane still stands there unyieldingly.

Peter questioned with discontent.

Jackson’s heart thumped, so he had to build up enough strength to slap Sloane hard in the face.

A crunching sound, accompanied by a scream, Sloane woefully fell to the ground, wailing in pain, “ah, woefully … mom, help, Peter he is going to kill me, woefully … ”

Sloane shouted downstairs in a loud, hysterical voice of sadness and misery.

Mrs. Alston, who was locked in the bedroom, heard Sloane’s cries and was distraught, trying desperately to get out.

The two bodyguards standing at the door were like two gods, not moving, which made her helpless.

“Peter, Sloane is your sister, I do not know what she did, but you can not beat her to death ah, sinning ah … ooo …”

Mrs. Alston headed outside and was held up by two bodyguards who shouted at the top of their lungs, “That’s your own sister …”

Downstairs Peter clearly heard Mrs. Alston’s words, the man remained indifferent.

Jackson saw that Peter did not stop the intention, so he knelt on one knee, picked up Sloane’s collar with one hand, raised his hand to her face and slapped her several times, “Miss, I advise you to say when you know, do not hold on, the last to suffer or yourself.”

Pop, pop, pop-

The sound of the punch in the face was so clear in the living room that even Jackson himself felt his hand hurt.

But even so, he had to keep on fighting.

“I don’t know!”

A few slaps down, Sloane’s cheeks swollen and bloodied, even the corners of his mouth spilled blood stains.

From the crying just now to now she clenched her teeth and braced herself not to cry, a pair of harsh and resolute eyes deadly glare at Peter, “I … ah … I just do not believe he will let you … ah … beat me to death!”

As she spoke, Jackson’s slapping never stopped.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Jackson has never laid a hand on a woman, and slapping Sloane all the time like this makes him feel a little embarrassed himself.

Several times, he looked back at Peter, hoping he would order him to stop.

Results …

The boss leaned back on the sofa and smoked a cigarette, and had no intention of stopping it.

“Say it or don’t say it!”

Jackson slapped Sloane across the face with another slap, and he let out a guttural scream of pain.

Sloane is usually arrogant and domineering, but hard tempered, she knows that Peter is looking for her because of the two children and the leakage of the bid, but she just can’t admit it and won’t say.

Hank, who was standing at the side, looked at the scene and couldn’t help but say, “Miss, things are done and you still haven’t realized the mistake by now?”

If the fight continues, I’m afraid Sloane will be disfigured.

At that time, the boss is bound to be alienatedfrom Mrs. Alston and Sloane.

“I … hissed … I didn’t make a mistake!”

Sloane clenched his teeth in pain and felt his cheeks hurt like hell even when he said a word, and both ears tingled a little.

“Unrepentant!”

Peter flicked the ashes into the ashtray, got up and walked to stand in front of a side window.

In the living room, Jackson slapped Sloane’s face one by one, hurting her with tears flowing.

Although she did not want to cry, but the pain paralyzed the nerves, so she could not stop the tears came out, but she closed her eyes, clenched her teeth, the hands at her side also clenched fists.

“Miss, I advise you to hurry up and say so, or else your face will be disfigured if you keep hitting it. When the time comes, you think Nikolai will want a disfigured woman?”

Hank doesn’t care about Sloane, he’s just worried that the boss’s relationship with the family will harden because of a Sloane.

Especially when he looked at Jackson’s hand, which was also slightly swollen, he was more distressed for his brother.

Sloane kept his eyes closed, as if he couldn’t hear, and kept quiet.

The atmosphere in the living room suddenly became heavy, except for the sound of slapping, then only Sloane’s painful whispering.

Tic-tac-

At that moment, the sound of a car horn sounded outside the villa.

Several people knew that it must be Jimmy coming back.

As expected, a minute later footsteps sounded outside the living room and Jimmy hurried in.

When he saw Jackson holding Sloane’s collar and beating Sloane, he stepped forward and kicked Jackson away, “Get out! What do you want?”

“Ouch!”

Jackson was caught off guard and planted his heels, screaming in pain.

Jimmy wrapped Sloane in his arms and looked at her swollen face, hardly able to tell it was Sloane without a closer look.