Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 149 Some people are born despicable, discarding them like throwing out trash (3 updates)

Chapter 149: 149 Some people are born despicable, discarding them like throwing out trash (3 updates)

This wretched girl, could it be she wants to kill him?

Liam Hugh was so frightened that his breathing sank, "Hannah Johnson, what are you trying to do, I’m your dad!"

"You’re insane, let go of me at once, let go—"

He struggled desperately, but his body was held down even tighter, especially one hand that pressed directly on his face, pinning him firmly, "Hannah, if you have something to say, speak properly, after all, I am your real dad, calm down."

Liam Hugh had his stomach pumped last night, and had already suffered enough.

Until now, he hadn’t eaten a single grain of rice.

He didn’t have an ounce of strength in his entire body, and even if he wanted to struggle, he had no energy to do so.

He could only be at the mercy of others.

"I’ve always wanted to talk to you nicely, but alas..."

"You wouldn’t listen, would you!"

Hannah Johnson toyed with the steel knife in her hand, "You think some people are just naturally despicable? When I speak to him nicely, he snubs me, commands and dictates, only when things turn ugly will he listen."

"Hannah, let them release me first."

"In recent years, you have become more and more temperamental at home, acting more and more out of line. My mom has tolerated it, because she has a good temper. She always thought that you were acting this way because of the shock from auntie’s death, which changed your disposition. She made allowances for you..."

Hannah Johnson caressed the steel knife, "But look at what you’ve done!"

"You’re fooling around outside; don’t think I don’t know anything about it!"

"Grandma has been in poor health these past few years, and I was thinking that during her remaining years, we could just muddle through as a family, since we barely see each other anyway..."

"But you shouldn’t have set your sights on William!"

"Liam Hugh, you can’t seriously believe that just because you’re my dad, I wouldn’t dare to do anything to you."

That gleaming steel knife waved back and forth in front of his face.

As if in the next second,

it could slash his face or poke out his eyes.

Liam Hugh was too frightened to make a rash move, "Hannah, this matter with William was my fault."

"Let them release me first, and we as father and daughter can talk properly."

"I can go to the Hale Family and apologize."

Hannah Johnson laughed out loud, "You think you can still enter the Hale Family’s front door now?"

"Even if you did get in, with the Hale grandparents’ temper, I’m afraid you’d go in but never come out. They’ve been respectful to you before, that was for my late auntie’s sake. But after last night’s incident, you’ve probably exhausted the last bit of good will there was."

"I don’t even have the face to go to the Hale Family, yet you shamelessly want to show up there."

Liam Hugh’s face darkened.

He wished he could leap up and kill this rebellious daughter.

But he was unable to move."

"You’re very angry, aren’t you?" Hannah Johnson said with a smile, "If you dare to do such a thing, you should have thought about the consequences."

"Is this how your mother taught you?" Liam Hugh said through clenched teeth with hatred.

"My mom always told me that you are my dad after all and asked me to treat you better, but that’s conditional. I can tolerate the nagging about getting married; those are small matters..."

"But she also said that a girl shouldn’t get angry too often, as it’s particularly easy to fall ill."

"So, when I’m really angry, I tend to show it immediately."

Liam Hugh could never win against her, his head buzzing with rage, "Hannah, after all, we are father and daughter, we should sit down and talk properly. There’s no need to have two strangers hold me down at home."

"How inappropriate is that!"

Hannah Johnson nodded, "Indeed, it’s quite inappropriate..."

"You two, throw him out."

She said it so casually, her tone was as if...

she was disposing of trash.

"Hannah Johnson! Have you gone mad? I’m your father, I gave birth to you, raised you, how dare you treat me like this!"

Liam Hugh was lifted off the table by two men, completely powerless to resist.

"Indeed you gave birth to me, but the ones who raised me were my grandparents and my mom." Hannah Johnson opened a jar of jam and spread it on a slice of bread with the steel knife, "Your money, wasn’t it all spent on keeping other women outside?"

"You..."

Liam Hugh’s face showed embarrassment as he yelled, "Who’s been telling you these lies? There’s... no such thing!"

"Whether there is or isn’t, we both know the truth. No matter how loudly you shout, you can’t change the facts."

Hannah Johnson was eating a piece of bread, "I know you’ve always wanted a son, so you’re very displeased with me, and you have many complaints about my mom. Don’t worry, we’ll set you free."

Liam Hugh’s pupils shook.

What did she mean?

Did Yumi Johnson really want to divorce him?

Meanwhile, Liam Hugh had already been grabbed by two men in black and thrown out the door along with his luggage, all tossed outside.

"Bang—" The door closed.

He was thoroughly kicked out of the house by his own daughter.

The two men in black were still standing guard by the door, one on each side.

The Hugh Family lived in a villa community, and this commotion had already attracted the attention of the property management and the next-door neighbors. If it continued, the one losing face would inevitably be him.

The surrounding neighbors were not fools; something must have happened in the Hugh Family.

But it was not appropriate to step forward and inquire hastily.

Gossip, after all, spreads extremely fast.

Liam Hugh looked at his assistant, "What are you standing around for? I told you, I’m going on a business trip; didn’t you hurry to put my luggage in the car!"

Even at this point, he was still concerned about face-saving.

The assistant had no choice but to comply, forehead sweating, since there was too much luggage for one car to carry.

"President Hugh, where are we going? A hotel? Or to Hu..."

"Shut your mouth!" Liam Hugh barked angrily.

The assistant sulkily bowed his head and said no more.

——

When William Hale and Zoe Bell arrived at the Hugh residence, Liam Hugh had long since slinked away with his luggage. The two men in black by the door hadn’t left yet and immediately bowed their heads and greeted, "Mr. Hale."

"Logan’s men?"

The two nodded.

William Hale felt a headache brewing. This darn kid, he hadn’t told him anything.

Zoe Bell was still thinking that with such a big incident, Hannah Johnson might be feeling very upset. Yet, when the door opened, she found her sitting at a table by the window, with many flowers laid out before her.

In front of her was a vase, and with one hand, she held flowers, while with the other she wielded scissors, busily trimming the stems.

Was she... arranging flowers?

And the maids of the Hugh Family were busy cleaning.

"Why have you come?" Hannah Johnson was surprised, "The house is a bit messy, I just disposed of the trash, we need a thorough cleaning."

Trash?

Zoe Bell took a deep breath:

This cousin of hers was really something else.

"You kicked him out?" William Hale got straight to the point.

"Not kicked out. Be precise with your words." Accompanied by the snipping sound, she placed the trimmed rose into the vase, "I threw him out."

"Didn’t suffer any losses?"

"What loss could I suffer? I just didn’t expect the news to spread so fast."

"Zoe, what are you spacing out for? Come and see how well I’ve trimmed these flowers," Hannah Johnson said with a smile, pulling Zoe Bell closer, "Useless branches should have been pruned long ago. Keeping them not only drains nutrients but also spoils the beauty."

William Hale continued to ask, "What do you and your Aunt plan to do next?"

"I naturally have my own plans; you don’t need to worry about it."

From her tone, it was apparent the matter was far from over.