A Matrilocal Husband's Counterattack

Chapter 55: To Get What You Deserve

"Ah——"
Damien and the others stood dumbfounded, staring at Ethan.
Grace Sullivan, who had fallen to the ground, was also in disbelief as she fixed her gaze on Ethan, momentarily forgetting the pain.
No one had expected Ethan to strike under such circumstances.
It was simply reckless.

Sofia Lopez thought the same, her chest heaving with frustration.
This idiot! Didn't he know now was the time to bow down and compromise?
Fighting back like this would only lead to him being beaten to a pulp, implicating Sophia and herself. Worse, it might get her into serious trouble.
What a foolhardy move!
Sofia screamed internally.

"You dare hit me?"
Grace held her face, finally reacting: "You dare hit me?"
Ethan didn't waste words. He stepped forward and slapped her again.

Smack!
Grace failed to dodge and was sent flying once more.

"Ah—"
She let out a shriek, stumbling into Damien's arms.
Damien was enraged.

Sophia Thompson and Sofia Lopez were utterly stunned. Ethan was too audacious.
Now it seemed there was no room for negotiation.

Grace, clutching her face, roared in anger:
"Bastard! How dare you humiliate me again and again! I'll make sure you die without a grave!"
"Damien! Damien! Kill him for me!"
She pointed at Ethan. "Kill him!"

"You've gone too far, kid."
Damien bellowed furiously: "Get him! Cripple him!"

A dozen lackeys charged at Ethan.
Ethan sneered, advancing instead of retreating, diving straight into the crowd.

After a cacophony of crashing and banging, the dozen men were all sprawled on the ground, nursing broken limbs.
Damien and Grace turned pale with shock. They couldn't fathom how this "useless" man could be so formidable, even against many opponents.

As Ethan approached, Damien stammered, "You... You stay away from me!"

Whoosh!
Before Damien could react, Ethan darted forward.
Damien felt a tight grip on his neck as Ethan hoisted him and hurled him against the windshield.

Crash!
The windshield shattered instantly, and Damien's body was embedded in the glass.
The force was terrifying.

"Revenge?"
Ethan sneered coldly: "Dare to go after Sophia? You must have a death wish."

"Who... who are you?"
Damien's jaw dropped as he stared at Ethan in shock.
He looked like a living Bruce Lee.
There was no way Ethan was just a "live-in son-in-law." There had to be more to him.

Grace, now trembling, fumbled with her phone, sending a frantic message.

"Who I am doesn't matter," Ethan said indifferently. "All you need to know is that I'm someone you can't afford to provoke."

He walked up to Grace and sent her flying with a kick.

Damien let out another miserable wail, while Sofia covered her mouth in fright.

"Woo—"
At that moment, several more dump trucks pulled up.
The vehicles stopped, and their doors opened to reveal dozens of burly men wielding shovels and hammers, their bronze skin glinting menacingly.

"Kid, you're done for."
Damien's eyes lit up: "The guys from earlier were just some cheap thugs I hired—they were weaklings."
"But now Eugene Zacher is here. You're dead meat."
"Eugene Zacher has killed people before. Once he finishes you off, we'll bury you in Disney Park's playground!"

Damien's excitement returned.
Grace, holding her bruised face, added, "You're finished!"

Sofia's face turned pale. Eugene Zacher? It seemed Ethan's fate was sealed—this was no ordinary man.