My Doctor Son-in-law, Clarence

Chapter 49: Misery Acquaints A Man With Strange Bedfellows

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Chadwick’s minions lunged towards Clarence, some even drawing their switchblades.

Clarence’s eyes narrowed.

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With his understanding of human acupuncture points—although the minions were strong and sturdy, one well-placed strike to their acupuncture points would render them powerless.

Clarence was like a swimming fish, weaving in and out of the crowd.

One strike here, one strike there… He was like a martial arts master!

Once he was done with his swift, tactical strikes, Chadwick’s minions were all lying on the ground, unable to move even an inch.

“How did you do that?”

Chadwick looked as if he had just seen a ghost. “Get up! Get up, quit playing dead! You’re all f*cking trash, what do I even pay all of you for?”

Chadwick thought his minions had to be putting on an act. There was no way!

Just a light touch and they had all fallen to the ground? What a joke.

“Boss, we want to get up, but we just can’t…” One of the minions couldn’t help but laugh bitterly. Every movement sent a wave of sharp pain washing over his body.

Chadwick knew then that something wasn’t right. He quickly turned and tried to run away.

Clarence grabbed a chair and threw it at him.

Crack...!

Chadwick stumbled. It felt like his back was about to snap into two. He fell, tumbling down violently.

Clarence took a step forward and stepped on Chadwick’s head. “Give me one good reason why a man like you deserves to live?”

“You let go of me, kid. I don’t care who you are, but don’t you dare cross me! You’ll regret it for the rest of your life!” Chadwick viciously threatened.

Clarence stomped on his head, “I don’t think you understand the situation you’re in right now.”

“Ahh!”

The sharp pain made Chadwick let out a miserable scream.

Cecilia quietly closed the room’s door.

The bar’s suite was well soundproofed, so couples inside could go wild.

Now, even if Chadwick were to shout at the top of his lungs, not a single person outside would be able to hear him.

“Cecilia, what are you doing? You b*tch, why are you closing the door? Are you going to murder your own husband?”

Chadwick panicked. “My minions are watching! You’ll have to kill all of us! Let me remind you that murder is a felony. You’ll have to pay with your entire life if you’re gonna try to kill a dozen men!”

Cecilia, still in her high heels, kicked Chadwick right in the nose. His nose dented uglily on impact.

“Filthy b*tch! You dare kick me?” He was furious.

Cecilia responded with a few more kicks, her eyes bloodshot. “Chadwick, I was wrong about you. When we were in college, you desperately pursued me. Have you forgotten your oath to me? Only a few years have passed, but look at what you’ve become. You’ve been messing around with other women, and now you’re trying to set me up with drugs? Is money really so important to you?”

She was very disappointed.

“Oooh, Cecilia, I know I’m wrong. I’ve learned my lesson now. Please forgive me.”

Chadwick immediately changed his tone and begged for forgiveness, “Do you remember our time in college? Oh, how much I loved you…”

Whap!

Cecilia kicked him once more, “Shut up! Don’t say another damn word. You make me sick. This marriage is over! You won’t ever get a single dime out of me… Now get out!”

Cecilia opened the door and pointed outside firmly.

Clarence had no intention of releasing his foot, which was still holding Chadwick’s head firmly in place.

Chadwick drugged him and nearly killed him. There was no way Clarence would allow him to get off easy.

“Brother, please,” Cecelia pleaded with Clarence.

Clarence thought about it for a second before finally letting go of his foot, as a sign of respect to Cecilia.

Chadwick scampered off like an abused dog. He ran away in a huff, without a care for his minions.

“Cecilia, Clarence, just you wait… This isn’t over yet!”

Chadwick’s angry voice echoed down the corridor.

“Lil Bro, what about all these people?” Cecilia looked at Chadwick’s minions, who were all still laying on the floor.

“They’ll recover in an hour.” Clarence shrugged.

“Then let’s go, I want to go home.” Cecilia felt a little blindsided.

“Don’t be sad, Cecilia. Let me take you home.”

Clarence was melancholic. He was the one who had needed comforting at first, and Cecilia came to his rescue. Now, it was him who was comforting her, and he had also discovered that they both seemed to be facing a similar problem.

Knowing that Cecilia’s marriage was also going through a crisis, Clarence’s heart felt a little lighter.

As they say, misery acquaints a man with strange bedfellows.

When two people are in pain together, their pain is split and the burden is shared!

They left the bar and got into Cecilia’s green car.

Clarence was the driver once more, but this time, he went easy on the gas pedal.

The journey was a bit awkward, neither of them speaking.

Cecilia could not stop recalling what had happened earlier in the suite. The thought that her body had actually reacted to Clarence made her face burn up.

“Cecilia, I’m sorry about what happened just now.” Clarence took the initiative to speak up and break the awkwardness.

“It’s okay.”

Cecilia shook her head and cooed in a soft voice, “Why didn’t you just do me…”