Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

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Yale scanned Frederic up and down. He stepped forward to ask when he saw the latter staying quiet for some time.

“Mr. Constable, did you think about it?”

“My business is none of your concern.” Frederic looked at him coldly. “On the contrary, you should look after

yourself if you’re free, Mr. Yale. Hah, you don’t look too good. Is it hard getting it up nowadays?”

“Who the f*ck are you commenting on!?”

“It’s beneficial to control yourself accordingly!” Frederic smirked cryptically and patted the man’s shoulder.

“Impotence and baldness would be unfortunate when you’re so young. You’d be embarrassing the Hamertons

then!”

“You—”

Yale wanted to react physically, but Frederic caught his wrist and threw him feet away. He was drunk, but he was

pretty strong.

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Frederic smiled and walked out of the carpark.

Yale knew that Zephyr’s close friends were not helpless weaklings, but he did not expect a mere lawyer to fight him

like this!

Cordelia had removed his personal bodyguards too, so he did not have any men of his own!

The car beside Yale became his venting punching bag, and he kicked it hard.

The car’s alarm rang abruptly.

It was too late for Yale to leave. A few brawny men came out of the bar. They looked intoxicated and aggressive as

they glared at him.

“Who the f*ck kicked my car!?”

Yale jolted. Before he could react, one of the men yanked him by the back of his collar.

“What are you doing? You… Are you blind? Do you not know who I am?”

The man studied him carefully with a squint before he shook his head.

“Who’s this idiot?”

“You—”

“How dare you b*stard kick my car!? We’re teaching you a lesson!”

“I’m Yale Hamerton, the eldest descendant of the Hamertons!”

The men laughed. “Right, and I’m fucking Zephyr Hamerton! Hahaha…”

“Come here, kneel down to my car!”

The carpark was instantly filled with the dull thuds of a fight and Yale’s cries.

…

Rowan’s allergy reaction was gradually getting better.

Xyla had been taking care of him during this period but had never said one word to him.

There were a few times that Rowan wanted to hold her hand, but she avoided it tactfully, not even looking at him.

The man was anxious, but he was helpless. He scratched his head and racked his brain before finally getting an

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idea.

Rowan had just finished his IV drip that day, and Xyla was peeling an apple. Out of the corner of her eyes, she

caught a glimpse of him lying stiffly on the bed like he was frozen.

She looked over and saw that the man was turning purple from not breathing! Shocked, she thought his allergy

reaction was flaring up again but noticed something off upon scrutiny.

She was going to ring the bell for the nurse but pulled her hand back. Recomposing herself, she pulled out two

needles from Rowan’s bag and stabbed them down, aiming for the veins on his arm…

“Ow!” cried Rowan, caught by surprise, and nearly sprang up from the bed.

“No, no, no… Not here!” he cried.

“T-This will block the nerves!” he said as he pulled the needles out. As soon as he looked up, he was met with Xyla’s

snicker.

“Hah, so you were acting?”

It was only then Rowan knew that he had been careless and froze holding the two needles. He looked at his wrist

and stabbed the needles in a safe spot, pretending to have a distraught gaze as he did it and muttering, “Oh, I

really felt horrible just now. My allergy hasn’t been healing…”

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