Chapter 804 What About Our Divorce
“Wait!” Josie looked up, her gaze falling on the trembling Angel. “You can reprimand me, but this young lady is innocent. Let her go.”
“Why should I listen to you?” the bodyguard asked, glancing at Angel.
“The person Mr. Dalton wants is me. It has nothing to do with innocent people. I have no parents or a husband. It doesn’t matter if you take me away, but she’s different. She has parents, and she’s from Wavery. If she goes missing, the situation will become hard for you to handle.”
Josie continued quickly, striking the iron when it was hot. “More leads are popping up now. You guys wouldn’t want to invite trouble, would you?”
The bodyguard seemed to agree with Josie’s argument. He asked, “What if she alerts others after I let her go?”
“Well… why don’t you leave her somewhere far away, where there’s no one around? It would take her a while to get back. By the time she makes a report, you would have already dealt with me, right?” Josie was doing her best to buy some time.
“Ms. Jo… I won’t leave! I can’t abandon you and escape alone!” Angel cried out loudly, terrified by the situation.
“Listen to me. I can’t protect myself, but I can protect you,” Josie shot Angel a meaningful look.
“What a bunch of loving sisters, eh?” The person gave Josie a backhanded slap before signaling for others. to drag Angel away. “Take her away. Oh, and before you go, break one of her legs!”
“Yes!”
“No, don’t come closer…”
The bodyguard raised his iron rod, aiming straight for Angel’s leg. He swung with all his might, intending to cripple her. She didn’t even have time to dodge. She closed her eyes and braced herself for the impending pain.
Josie’s eyes widened in dread. Just then, a car sped toward them. It headed straight for the bodyguard, knocking him to the ground and sending his iron rod clattering onto the pavement.
“Josie!” A stern voice rang out. She turned to look and was startled to see the car door open, with Dexter sitting inside, veins bulging on his outstretched hand.
“Dexter?” Josie was surprised. “What are you doing here?”
“D*mn! An ambush!” The bodyguards weren’t pushovers, though. They all rushed forward, trying to aim at Dexter’s weak points. He dodged their attacks nimbly, counterattacking by grabbing one of the men’s wrists and breaking it..
There were too many people, and he couldn’t move freely in the vehicle. So, Dexter jumped out of the car, picked up an iron rod, and began to fight them off, all while pulling Josie behind him.
Dexter didn’t come alone, but he probably didn’t anticipate such a huge number of enemies, as he only brought two or three bodyguards with him. The fight was getting more intense.
The clashing sound of iron rods was grating, tugging at Josie’s heart. She clutched the corner of Dexter’s
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clothes, alerting him to be careful. “To the left! Be careful!”
Dexter tilted his head back, delivering a kick to the person on his left, sending the attacker flying several meters away. Then, he continued his fight with the person in front of him.
“D*mn it! Didn’t they say they were divorced?”
Josie heard someone in the crowd cursing angrily.
Perhaps it was that sentence that caused Dexter to lose his focus momentarily. Someone rushed from behind, about to crash into Josie. Thankfully, he reacted quickly, grabbing Josie and spinning her around. so that he could use his body to shield her.
Bang!
The iron rod struck his back, emitting a dull thud that sent a jolt through Josie’s heart.
Dexter’s face paled in an instant, and it took him a while to straighten his back.
Josie looked up incredulously in his arms and exclaimed, “Dexter!”-
He gripped the iron rod tightly in his hand, his brows furrowed in frustration. Cursing under his breath, he muttered, “It’s that spot again.”
Afterward, he mustered all his strength to stand up, smacking his a*sailant on the back of his head with an iron rod and kicking him away. Only then did he feel his anger subside.
The opponents were numerous, and Dexter was gradually losing his strength. But just then, sirens rang out in the air. The police had arrived.
