Yvette Aston looked at Jayden Grant in terror, her voice trembling. "No... don’t hurt my brother."
"Yvette, I’ve told you, if you don’t behave, I will definitely make the people around you suffer for you." Jayden Grant trapped Yvette in his arms, gripping her chin tightly. "This ti, watch carefully."
"Jayden Grant... you’re a bastard..." Yvette’s voice trembled as she spoke. "You can’t hurt my brother, Ethan Grant... Ethan Grant said he would take care of ."
Yvette’s voice trembled, hoping that bringing up Ethan Grant might make Jayden Grant hesitate.
But she didn’t expect it to directly provoke Jayden Grant.
"You really are cheap." Jayden Grant dragged Yvette into a small room nearby. "Have you slept with my brother?"
Yvette bit her lip, looking at Jayden Grant with hatred. "You have no right... no right to ask ."
"I have no right? Yvette, how cheap can you get?" Jayden Grant sneered, pulling Yvette’s clothes forcefully. "I truly regret not touching you back then."
Yvette’s whole body was trembling, the places where Jayden Grant touched her burning in pain.
"Aren’t you disgusted?" Yvette cried, questioning angrily.
"Yes, it’s disgusting..." Jayden Grant retaliated by biting Yvette’s neck. "But since Ethan Grant doesn’t care, why should I care?"
Ethan Grant wanted to humiliate him through Yvette? Ha... dream on.
"Jayden Grant... would you only let go if I die?" Yvette slowly knelt on the ground, her fingers trembling as she clutched Jayden Grant’s clothes. "Spare my brother, I beg you."
"I won’t let Caden Sumrs go, for the harm he did to Charlotte, not even dying ten thousand tis and chopping off his hands would ease my hatred!" Jayden Grant pinched Yvette’s chin, forcing her to look outside the door. "Break his hands for ."
The bodyguard pulled out a knife. "Sorry about this."
"No!" Yvette cried and struggled, rushing out of the yard, pushing away the person about to take action.
"Jayden Grant! The person who wronged you is ... I’m returning it to you..." Yvette picked up the knife on the ground and, without hesitation, cut open her own wrist. "Not enough, isn’t it?"
Yvette continuously cut her wrist, dark red blood gushing out, a shocking sight.
"Bastard, I’ll kill you!" Caden Sumrs scread hysterically, breaking free from restraint and beating the person who trapped him rcilessly.
Yvette, face pale, retreated, cutting her own wrist forcefully as she did.
Jayden Grant stood rigid in place, watching Yvette’s frenzied state, his heart aching as if it would burst.
What exactly did he want Yvette to do?
"Young master... that, that woman is crazy, right? She’ll die, won’t she?" The bodyguard was terrified, trembling as he asked.
They certainly didn’t want a life lost.
Caden Sumrs, driven mad, fought back those around him, knocking out his captors, stumbling to his feet, and rushing to Yvette, gripping the knife in her hand firmly.
"Give the knife." Caden Sumrs, his eyes red, held the blade with his trembling hand.
Yvette looked at Caden Sumrs absentmindedly, seeing his blood dripping down the knife, she let go in fear.
Her vision went black, and Yvette collapsed weakly into Caden Sumrs’s arms. "Brother... I’m so tired."
Caden Sumrs’s throat burned, his Adam’s apple moved, but he couldn’t speak comforting words.
Unless he killed these people, he didn’t know how else to protect Yvette and Sumrs.
"Let’s go to the hospital." Caden Sumrs suppressed his trembling, wrapping Yvette’s wrist tightly with a piece of clothing. "Brother will take you to the hospital."
"Sumrs..." Watching the direction of the door and hearing Sumrs’s heart-wrenching cries, Yvette slowly raised her hand. "Brother, take good care of Sumrs."
She was so tired, truly so tired.
Let her be freed.
Once she was dead, these people would have no reason to continue tornting them.
"Stop pretending to die..." Jayden Grant’s voice trembled but spoke coldly. "Take her to the hospital."
"Get lost!" Caden Sumrs glared at Jayden Grant with red, tear-filled eyes.
He feared he would lose control and kill him.
Jayden Grant clenched his fists. "I damn well will take her to the hospital!"
"Go..." Caden Sumrs picked up Yvette, wanting to take her to the hospital.
Outside, hearing that Jayden Grant had returned, Ethan Grant drove over hastily, only to see Caden Sumrs holding a blood-covered Yvette.
Henry Jennings also ca, he was worried, so he had Ben Ziegler find out Caden Sumrs’s address to co and take a look.
"Hospital... I’ll take her to the hospital." Ethan Grant wanted to take Yvette to the hospital.
Seeing Yvette covered in blood once again, Ethan Grant only felt his emotions sowhat out of control.
He was soone who usually wasn’t swayed by emotions, yet at that mont, he actually wanted to kill Jayden Grant.
"No need for your concern." Henry Jennings also panicked and stepped forward, wanting to take Yvette.
Caden Sumrs avoided Henry Jennings and handed Yvette over to Ethan Grant. "Mr. Grant... please."
Yvette had said before, Ethan Grant was different from others.
And Henry Jennings, he wasn’t worthy.
In Caden Sumrs’s view, six years ago, if the person who forced Yvette was Henry Jennings, he would never be worthy.
Ethan Grant held Yvette as he got into the car, looking deeply at Jayden Grant.
Jayden Grant’s hands clenched so tightly his knuckles were white, why did he have to just stand by and watch Ethan Grant take Yvette away!
But now, he didn’t dare to oppose Ethan Grant.
Henry Jennings irritably tugged at his tie, turned to look at Jayden Grant. "Are you trying to get yourself killed?"
Henry Jennings kicked Jayden Grant, punching him uncontrollably in the face over and over.
Jayden Grant looked at Henry Jennings with cold laughter. "Is President Jennings really infatuated with a slut? Whatever I do to her... it seems to have nothing to do with you, your fiancée is still at the police station."
Henry Jennings’s raised fist paused, the darkness in his eyes growing deeper. "Jayden Grant, are you looking to die?"
After speaking, Henry Jennings punched him again.
Jayden Grant’s bodyguards wanted to stop it, but Ben Ziegler reached out to stop them. "If our President Jennings gets hurt, you better think carefully."
Caden Sumrs ignored these rich people’s disputes, wrapped his hand in clothing, staggered to the door, and let Sumrs out, holding her tightly. "Sumrs, stop crying, stop crying."
Sumrs was crying so hard she was exhausted, crying out to find her mother.
Hearing Sumrs’s cries, Henry Jennings stopped his hand, got up, and kicked Jayden Grant in the stomach, walking towards Sumrs.
After all, Jayden Grant was a mber of the Grant Family, he didn’t go all out, just knocking him unconscious.
The bodyguards took Jayden Grant away, leaving only Henry Jennings, Ben Ziegler, Caden Sumrs, and Sumrs in the yard.
"Sumrs..." Henry Jennings’s voice was a bit hoarse, wiping the blood from his face, he knelt half-kneeling in front of Sumrs. "Dad ca late."
Sumrs was crying weakly, clinging desperately to Caden Sumrs. "You’re always late... I don’t like you..."
Henry Jennings raised his hand to massage his forehead, taking a deep breath. "Dad was wrong, Dad will take you to the hospital to find Mom, okay?"
Sumrs glanced at Caden Sumrs, wanting to find his mom.
Caden Sumrs turned to look at Henry Jennings, his voice deep. "You’re not worthy."
Not worthy of being Sumrs’s dad.
But Caden Sumrs did not stop Sumrs.
Ben Ziegler stood in place, hesitant to speak.
This was Henry Jennings’s own choice, he insisted on using Sumrs to bind Yvette, so bearing all the misunderstandings from everyone was also deserved.
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