Mrs Hale, I Surrender
Chapter 341 - 340 Bare-handed Blade Catch, Uncle Knocks Junior President Payne Flying? (2 more updates)

Chapter 341: 340 Bare-handed Blade Catch, Uncle Knocks Junior President Payne Flying? (2 more updates)

Not only Kyle Lowe, but other people around him also tried to step forward to stop him. However, Liam Hugh’s expression clearly showed he was not in his right mind. Everyone was anxious but didn’t dare to act recklessly.

The park’s security personnel had arrived and loudly chastised:

"Put down the knife in your hand and surrender immediately!"

Liam Hugh ignored them.

"We have already called the police, they will be here any moment. Let’s talk this through and please don’t do anything foolish."

The security attempted to soothe his emotions.

But Liam had heard such words too often in the mental hospital.

Being caught meant that even if he wasn’t going to prison, he would be taken back and tortured.

Even if it meant dying,

he would not return to that hell.

But before his own death,

he must take someone with him.

The person he had chosen was Zoe Bell.

No, she was Zoe Payne now.

Everything had started changing only after she appeared. He had a family outside, well-known to many, and even his own daughter, Hannah Johnson, had turned a blind eye.

But since that damned girl appeared, everything had changed.

His gaze shifted ferociously to Zoe Payne outside the crowd.

Beautiful, dazzling,

the envied Miss Payne, while he could only barely survive in a mental hospital, unable to end his miserable life likened to that of a dog or a pig. He would not live like that ever again.

The moment he pulled out the knife, his fate was sealed.

Her death...

would haunt the Hale and Hugh Families forever.

They were the ones who killed her, not him.

Thinking of how his cold-hearted nephew, Finn Hale, would be devastated brought a wild laugh out of Liam, and a security guard took the opportunity to try to grab the knife and subdue him. But Liam, long practiced in struggling against the hospital staff, was not easily subdued.

After several attempts, one of the guards even got his hand slashed.

He swung his knife wildly,

and even grabbed one of the guards, pressing the knife against the guard’s neck. His hands trembled severely from long-term use of sedatives, slicing open the skin on the guard’s neck, causing blood to flow.

This elicited a wave of gasps from the surrounding crowd.

"Liam Hugh, correct? You are William’s uncle," Martin Yates approached him after a few steps.

"Uncle!" Zoe Payne frowned.

Martin Yates just smiled at her and gestured for her to be calm.

"You are..." Liam Hugh furrowed his brows, "don’t come any closer, believe me, I will kill him."

"Then kill him."

His voice was deep and hoarse, even colder than a chilling wind.

"What, what?"

Liam might have been mad, but he wasn’t stupid.

Irritated, Martin Yates reached up to loosen a few buttons at his collar, revealing a fierce scar on his neck.

A single look was enough to send shivers down one’s spine.

His eyes were sharp as a hawk’s, firmly locking onto his prey.

Distracted by the scar on his neck, Liam was caught off guard as Martin Yates quickly stepped forward and saved the guard, but a knife was already swinging toward him—

"Uncle!" Zoe Payne felt suddenly unable to breathe.

Sussie Lopez also appeared tense.

The knife,

aimed straight at his shoulder.

In an instant,

as the knife scratched his clothing, Liam Hugh clenched his wrist, cursing inwardly, wishing he could stab the man before him to death, but the next second...

The knife,

was unexpectedly grabbed!

Martin Yates caught the knife barehanded!

Because he was supposed to shoot a scene later, he wore gloves, and even so, the sharp blade instantly cut through the gloves, piercing his palm.

Up close,

the instant their eyes met, Liam Hugh felt a chill run through him from the coldness emanating from the depths of Martin’s eyes.

He had never seen such a ruthless character,

grabbing a knife barehanded--he must be insane!

At that moment, Kyle Lowe had seized his chance to rush forward, kicking Liam to the ground. As Liam tried to get up, Kyle was already upon him, grabbing his collar and raining down punches like a thunderstorm.

He was quick and ferocious.

By the time the people around reacted, Liam Hugh’s gaunt face had been beaten beyond recognition, blood streaming from his nose and mouth, his eye sockets swelling with purple bruises and bloodstains.

"Trash!"

"Am I trash?" Liam Hugh burst into unrestrained laughter, "And what kind of good person is your master, William Hale?"

"I’m his uncle; how can he treat me like this!"

"Damn it!"

"You all deserve to die."

"Go to hell yourself!" Wyatt Hale also charged up and kicked him a few times. "How dare you speak ill of my brother, using such despicable means! If you have an issue, take it up with my brother, not my sister-in-law."

"So you think my sister-in-law is an easy target? She’s no better than an animal."

"The police will be here soon; you might as well spend the rest of your life in prison."

Liam laughed wildly, "I’m ill!"

"I’m mentally ill; they can’t control me."

Martin Yates’s face remained expressionless, "If the prison won’t take you, there are other places that will, and thousands of ways..."

"To make your life a living hell!"

Thinking about what happened at the mental hospital,

Liam’s eyes changed.

If it weren’t for Kyle Lowe’s strength, he almost couldn’t hold him down.

"No, I don’t want to go back, I don’t—"

He struggled violently.

Security and concerned bystanders stepped forward to help; Liam struggled fiercely, still screaming about not wanting to go back.

Just as everyone was tying him up...

He bit down hard,

attempting to bite off his own tongue to commit suicide!

Luckily, Kyle Lowe noticed in time, but the vessels at the base of the tongue were thick.

They burst instantly, spurting a mouthful of blood. He grimaced in agony, the pain knocking him unconscious.

"To the hospital!" Martin Yates shouted angrily.

He couldn’t believe that someone who had escaped from a mental hospital could accurately locate his own niece.

Behind this,

there must be someone!

Even though Liam was mentally disturbed, if they couldn’t get much out of him, they might still unearth some clues, better than letting him die without a trace.

Sussie Lopez and Martin Yates were injured to varying extents, and they went to the hospital for treatment along with others, while the crowd gradually dispersed.

It was getting dark.

There were ghosts among the crowd, masquerading as humans.

Hard to tell apart.

This person was somewhat annoyed:

Total waste!

No wonder he ended up like this.

Stupid and lacking initiative; the Hugh Family really raised a deadbeat.

But, even a bad bamboo can produce good shoots, the daughter he had was quite something.

—

Inside the hospital

When William Hale arrived upon hearing the news, the police were taking statements, and Zoe Payne was unharmed. If the blade had been half an inch deeper, she would surely have been bleeding, but it was Sussie Lopez who got scratched on the right arm while protecting her; the wound was deep and needed immediate attention.

Although anesthetic was applied, perhaps the effects hadn’t fully kicked in; she was being stitched up, her eyes red with pain.

"The anesthesia hasn’t taken effect?" Zoe Payne fretted at her side.

"It did," muttered Sussie, biting her lip.

But it still hurt.

Her lip had been bitten until it bled, yet she stifled her moans, refusing to cry out.

Martin Yates had already been stitched up.

He was used to getting hurt, his hands toughened with calluses—even handling knives barehanded and getting stitches with anesthetic didn’t bother him, his skin was tough unlike Sussie’s delicate and tender skin; police had already taken him elsewhere for questioning.

Finn Hale and Tim Payne had arrived at the hospital together.

"Sussie!" Tim Payne frowned, instinctively rushing forward.

But...

In the next second, he was squeezed aside by Finn Hale standing next to him.

The one inside was his junior sister; what was he rushing for?

Caught off guard, he nearly smashed into the wall.

This kid,

was he trying to shove him away directly?

Sussie Lopez turned her head upon hearing the voices, spotting Finn Hale striding towards her, her pupils dilated, her face spelling out five words clearly:

Don’t you dare come over!