Marry My Ex's Sworn Enemy

Chapter 164 He's So Nonchalant Menu Just then, Sonya saw Dennis, who was in the crowd but without a weapon. He saw her and hurriedly ran towards her.

"Dr. Ella, go back inside and lock the courtyard door. If things get physical, you might get hurt," he said.

Seeing the angry and indignant look on the villagers' faces, Sonya asked Dennis what had happened.

He answered, "Someone from the courtyard beat Deon up." "Deon?" He sighed, "Yeah. You've seen him; he's indeed a rascal, but he's a local anyway. Of course, the villagers won't sit around when seeing him get beaten up by an outsider. Besides, he up badly. He's got wounds all over his body, and his head is covered in blood. He was found got beaten unconscious," Sonya thought of something and asked, "When did this happen?" "This afternoon." She asked further, "Where was he found?" "The mountain road outside the village; someone saw him in the ditch," he said.

She suddenly realized something and quickly looked over.

Hearing the villagers' commotion, Henry cout, yawning.

"I beat him up. Cfind faults withif you wanna avenge him." The attacker showed up with a nonchalant attitude, which ignited the villagers' rage, and they were indignant, claiming to beat him up. The village chief raised his hand, asking everyone to calm down.

one surnamed Sullivan?" "Are you the one Henry nodded. "Yeah." "This is Fruiter Village. You've got sballs hurting one of us. But we aren't unreasonable people. Could you tell us the reason? Why did you hit him?" "He annoys me," Henry said.

Hearing this, a tall and beefy man next to the village chief immediately raised his hand, wanting to hit Henry with a shovel.

Henry naturally wouldn't stand there without doing anything; he dodged swiftly and then grasped the shovel. Though the man was strong, he was caught off guard, and in the blink of an eye, the shovel was in Henry's hand. Seeing that Henry dared to fight back, other villagers cup, surrounding him. The director was so scared that he hurriedly bowed and apologized repeatedly. However, Henry remained calm and even took out a cigarette to smoke under their threatening gazes. "Irrelevant people should step aside. We won't implicate the innocent!" shouted the village chief at the film crew.

12:31 100.0% Menu It wasn't a big crew, and there were only less than twenty men, all having little strength. They were already pale and terrified, so upon hearing this, they subconsciously stepped back. The man next to the village chief had lost his weapon to Henry and was furious. Hearing the village chief's words, he immediately wanted to pounce at Henry.

"I think the roads here are so bumpy, especially the mountain road that leads to the town. It's got potholes everywhere," Henry suddenly said.

The village chief stopped the man next to him and asked, "What do you mean?" the villagers?" Henry asked.

"If the road gets repaired, will it benefit all the villagers?" "Yeah, for sure," the village chief answered.

"What if I pay for you to fix it?" Henry arched an eyebrow.

The village chief widened his eyes.

"What did you say?" Henry said, "I'll pay for you to fix the entire road-all the way from here to town. How about that?" The village chief stuttered, "But it'll cost at least 170,000 dollars." "Just 170,000 dollars?" Henry held a cigarette, looking so arrogant that made others want to punch him in the face. But the villagers all put down their weapons because he said he'd repair the road.

Fruit trees were planted all over the village. Yet, because of the crappy road, the fruit merchants seldom went here to buy fruits, and they couldn't transport the fruits out. The ripe ones were stuck in their hands and ended up rotting.

They were in great need of a well-paved and spacious cement road. If it ctrue, it would greatly benefit all of them.

The village chief thought for a moment and said to Henry, "Mr. Sullivan, let's go somewhere more suitable to talk." He now treated Henry with respect, politely inviting Henry into the courtyard to talk.

They chatted for a while, and then the village chief cout.

He said, "I asked Mr. Sullivan. It turns out it was Deon's fault. He acted rudely and insulted Mr. Sullivan, and that was why Mr. Sullivan beat him up. Besides, I think everyone here knows Deon is always a rascal. He deserved sbeating." In other words, Deon got beaten up because he insulted Henry.

Deon almost ended up dead.

Well, what Henry did was justifiable.

The villagers exchanged glances, and their attitudes changed as well.

One of them said, "Deon is such a troublemaker. After getting beaten up, he should learn his lesson now. Perhaps he won't be so reckless from now on." Another echoed, "You're right. I didn't wanna chere in the first place. He harassed my daughter-in-law on the street a couple of days ago." Someone else nodded. "She wasn't the only one. He even tried to lay a hand on my wife, too. You know what? I think he deserves to be beaten to death." 12:32 100.0% 11 While discussing, they walked away.

Menu Dennis was relieved and said to Sonya, "You're leaving early tomorrow, right? Then we won't see you off as we don't wanna delay you. Be careful, OK? Give us a call when you get home." Sonya nodded repeatedly. She felt so guilty when seeing how much Dennis and Baylee cared for her, so she decided to teach Calvin a lesson as soon as she went back to town.

After seeing off Dennis, she pondered for a moment and walked in Henry's direction. The village chief was discussing with Henry regarding the money to repair the road."Mr. Sullivan,170,000 dollars is not a small amount. Maybe you..." "Givean account, and I'll transfer it to you tomorrow," Henry said indifferently.

"Are you sure, Mr. Sullivan?" "Yeah." The village chief felt relieved and thanked him several times.

Then he promised, "Don't worry about Deon. I promise he won't cause any trouble for you again." "What trouble could he possibly cause me?" Henry sneered.

After the village chief left, Henry turned around and walked into the courtyard. "You followedthis afternoon?" Sonya asked him.

Henry turned around and saw her.

Seeing her cold expression, he dwelled on her question and O M immediately felt a bit annoyed. He stepped up for her, yet instead of thanking him, she suspected he had followed her. "No, I didn't," he denied, but his words weren't convincing.

"Henry, I hope you really understood what I said," she stated.

"What do you mean?" he asked.

"You and I made a clean break for good. We are no different from strangers. This is what I mean. Get it?" "I'm not stupid!" he shouted at her.

After that, he sniffed, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Just then, Lyla walked out, and his expression changed.

"Stop F**King flattering yourself. I beat Deon up simply because he annoyed me. Don't think even for a second that you mean anything to me. Get real." After speaking, he strode toward Lyla, held her, and walked towards her room. Sonya sighed deeply with her hands in her pockets.

Who said women were the most fickle in the world? It might very much be Henry. The next morning, the sun hadn't quitexxisen yet, and Sonya had already put her packed. luggage into the car. Just as she was about to get in, a flashlight beam shone on her. with her hands, waiting for the light to move away a bit before she opened She covered her eyes her eyes.

Calvin, with his head wrapped in gauze, was grinning at her foolishly while standing a away from her.

few steps 100.0% "Sonya, it's been ages. I missed you so much." Menu He ran over while he was speaking. Realizing what he was about to do, Sonya quickly dodged, but it was too late; he held her tightly.

Then he said sadly, "Sonya, someone bullied me. You've gotta make things right for me." Sonya kicked his calf but failed to push him away.

"Let go of me!" she said.

"Promisesomething first," he insisted.

"Calvin!" "Do you know how much I respect you, Ms. Ella?" Hearing the way he addressed her, she realized how serious the matter was and was even more certain that she couldn't say yes to his request.

Just then, she noticed a gaze, so she looked up, only to see Henry standing on the terrace, looking at them with an extremely cold and stern expression.