Burr's POVI stared at the old man. He was almost twice my age and half my size.
"You..." He wheezed. He was clearly intoxicated and delusional. He shoved me back some but he didn't put much force behind it.
"Stay away from my wife, you piece of shit." He slurred almost every word. Closely standing behind him was a late 30s-early 40s woman, smoking a cigar and wearing a red coat uniform. I assume it's Charle's coat.
I couldn't help it. He'd taken a wonderful woman like (Y/N) and betrayed her. I couldn't imagine doing that anytime while I'm alive. I grabbed him by the shoulders, my grip tightening.
"Listen, you piece of shit. I will not stay away from her because she is the most wonderful woman I've ever known. You can take your slut back to your hotel room but just know you are betraying the wife that you promised yourself to unless you only wanted her money-"
He opened his mouth to speak, I interrupted
"LET ME FINISH. She came to me crying with a black eye and I think I can guess the cause of her injury. Men like you disgust me and I hope that, by a miracle, (Y/N) leaves you because she deserves so much more than you and me combined. Good day, Mr. Officier!"
I then turned heel and stormed off. I bet that threw his small brain for a loop.
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Alright, this chapter was purely for Burr being a savage bald cinnamon roll and I really hate Charle so I wanted Burr to tell him off. Also, next chapter will be longer and will contain more tea ;)
~ Em
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