Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 267 - 266 Dual Personality? Tormented to Collapse (3 updates)

Chapter 267: 266 Dual Personality? Tormented to Collapse (3 updates)

Tim Payne received the call, and his face instantly went cold. Based on the doctor’s description of the clothing, he guessed that the victim was Hannah Johnson, and he gritted his teeth in secret.

"That bastard, has he gone mad!"

"How dare he use such a despicable method at my family’s party."

Because it concerned Hannah, he couldn’t handle it himself. He gave William Hale a look, indicating he needed to speak with him alone and pulled him aside.

"Something wrong?" William was too sharp.

If it weren’t for something special, Tim wouldn’t have asked to speak with him privately.

"Miss Johnson might be in trouble."

William’s expression turned cold and severe.

Tim briefly described the situation to him, "She’s not in danger anymore, currently resting."

"It seems Isaac Shea saved her, but he’s now missing."

"He said he was dealing with personal matters."

"I’m afraid that he might be in trouble."

William nodded.

He wasn’t familiar with Isaac Shea.

But after tonight’s revelation of their relationship, William began to wonder when exactly Isaac got involved with his cousin.

As he pondered...

He remembered the incident where Liam Hugh, the mistress for show, staged his own kidnapping and ended up getting beaten up and dumped at the police station door.

The Shea family had that power.

Thinking about it, the one who must have been helping his cousin from the shadows had to be him!

—

Meanwhile, Mr. Grant woke up.

He was awakened by the cold.

Because...

His clothes had been stripped off, leaving him in only his underwear, soaking in cold water. In Capital City this season, the nighttime temperature was approaching below zero, and the water was even colder.

Darkness surrounded him, fierce cold winds ravaged through the woods, emitting a low growl like that of a wild beast.

The water flowed tirelessly.

The icy water relentlessly swept over his body and face!

His hands and feet were tied, leaving him immobile.

The cold was numbing!

His body shivered with cold, and as he looked towards the only source of light, he saw a man standing on a riverbank not far away, dressed in a tailor-made suit. That face was extraordinarily delicate, even beautiful one might say.

Probably because the face seemed too deceptive.

Innocent and harmless at a glance.

That was Isaac Shea of the Sealand Shea family.

"Young Master Shea, you... what are you doing!" The man was frozen blue and purple, his lips quivering.

Especially the area on his body that Hannah had stabbed felt excruciating as the unclean water repeatedly washed over it.

The water was dirty,

And the wound hurt terribly.

"Weren’t you saying you felt too hot? I’m helping you cool off," Isaac gestured to someone by his side.

"And giving you a chance to cool your head."

Then someone stepped forward and pushed him deeper into the river.

The water could easily flood his mouth and nose,

Once he opened his mouth, he gulped down a mouthful of ice water.

Choking him, the chill taking over his mouth, nose, heart, and lungs.

"Young Master Shea, please let me go, I won’t dare again!" he pleaded in agony, but his head was pushed underwater, and his voice was swallowed by the icy water.

Violent coughing made it difficult for him to speak.

Isaac stood by, silently watching.

After being submerged several times, the man was freezing, his body trembling, his complexion a mix of purple and white, his lips completely void of color.

Finally, the one holding him down let go.

"Th-thank you, Young Master Shea..." he stammered, his lips quivering, "It was my mistake, I shouldn’t have targeted Miss Johnson. Rest assured, from now on, I’ll steer clear at the sight of her."

Isaac remained silent.

Mr. Grant was dragged out of the water and wrapped in a thick cotton jacket, given warm water. Clasping his arms around his body tightly, he finally began to feel a bit more comfortable.

He bit his teeth in secret:

Wasn’t it said that the young master of the Sealand Shea family was just a bookworm who only loved his studies?

At the dinner party, he only dared to watch Hannah from a distance, not daring to approach her.

At that time, he even scoffed in his heart:

This Young Master Shea, what a coward!

He exuded the air of a scholar, untouched by society, looking very green.

This man, how could he be completely different from the description?

That aura of coldness,

he was practically a young King Yan.

"Young Master Shea, thank you. I promise, I’ll never get near Miss Johnson again," he said, wrapping his cotton coat tightly around him.

"No need to rush your thanks, this isn’t over yet."

Isaac Shea flashed him a smile with a hooked lip.

"Wha-, what do you mean?" The man stammered.

At a glance from Isaac, Mr. Grant’s cotton coat was stripped off and thrown into the icy water!

"Young Master Shea, I truly made a mistake, I didn’t know Miss Johnson was your woman, I was blinded by greed, it absolutely won’t happen again!"

"Please let me go!"

"I really realize my mistake now, blind to Mount Tai, I’m just an animal, scum, a failure, I deserve to die!"

Isaac Shea smiled at him: "Who said she was my woman?"

The man was stunned.

Wasn’t she?

"She’s not my woman, I... am her man," Isaac Shea corrected.

The man was dumbstruck.

What does that mean?

Isaac Shea belonged to Hannah Johnson?

He couldn’t quite understand.

Seeing the baffled expression on his face, Isaac Shea let out a scoff:

Truly brainless, can’t understand human words.

He signaled with his eyes, and his subordinates continued to give Mr. Grant a cold water bath.

Damn it!

Here it comes again.

The temperature of the water was not enough to freeze a person to death, but repeated dunks like this were quite suffocating.

The main thing was that each time they pressed him down, they only pulled him up when he was almost out of breath, that near-death feeling was truly maddening.

It was very cold by the river.

Isaac Shea stood outside watching for a while, then got in the car to warm up, drinking water from a thermos, occasionally rolling down the window to chat with him.

He slowly hooked his lips into a smile, as elegantly as a nobleman enjoying the opera.

Madman!

This guy definitely has a split personality.

A pervert for sure!

It was too dark around, and the repeated submersion of his mouth and nose in the icy water was swallowing up his sanity.

When he was pulled out of the ice water, it felt like he had been through a long nightmare...

William Hale received the news late, couldn’t find Isaac Shea, only heard that Mr. Grant, the worthless son of the Grant Family, had accidentally fallen into the water and was fortunate to meet the "good Samaritan" Isaac Shea, who had taken him to the hospital.

By the time he arrived at the hospital, his body was swollen with water and white.

Covered in bruises, frozen as if he was barely breathing.

When medical staff questioned him, he only said he drank too much and slipped!

Even if he slipped, he shouldn’t have been left in just his underwear.

Even a fool could see there was more to the story, but as the person in question refused to speak, it was pointless to probe further.

——

When Isaac Shea returned to the Hot Spring Villa, he saw William Hale sitting on the sofa in the living room outside the suite as soon as he entered the door, his expression cold and stern, his gaze repeatedly sizing him up.

In the room, besides him,

there were Zoe Bell, Michale Shaw, Tim Payne, and...

Finn Hale.

He took off his coat and placed it aside, knowing that what was meant to come, would always come.

Finn Hale sat next to William Hale, suppressing his voice so only they could hear: "William."

"Hmm?"

"We owe him for tonight’s matter."

"I know."

"If those two end up together, you’ll have to call this young man ’brother-in-law.’ You need to gauge your sense of propriety."

"..."

William Hale was momentarily taken aback.

Isaac Shea was close in age to his cousin Simon Hale and was definitely younger than him.

Why would his cousin settle for a husband younger than him?