Hitched & Hitched Again: A Comedy of Marital Mayhem novel Chapter 1277

With just a little more pressure, he could’ve ended him right there.

“Bernard!” Evan yelled, sprinting over, panic all over his face.

Bernard frowned, silent for a moment, then let go and stood up.

“I’ll be waiting for you up in the mountains. Come find me when you’ve toughened up! Now get lost!”

The big guy with the scarred face flushed red, coughing like crazy.

Evan dashed over, anxious. “Hey, are you alright?!”

The scarred man glared at Bernard, his eyes red and wild. He didn’t bother wiping the blood off his face, just wiped his tears away roughly, not saying a single word.

He got up, limped off deeper into the woods, heading down the mountain.

Evan stared after him, worried, then rushed forward and shoved a bottle of painkillers into his hand. “Here, take these. They’ll help.”

The scarred man shot him a strange look, but took the bottle and disappeared into the trees.

Evan watched him go for a while, then hurried back to Bernard. “Bernard, are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Bernard grunted.

“What about him—?”

“Let him go!” Bernard snapped. “With his skills, he’s not about to get eaten by a bear or anything. But with that attitude, trying to get revenge? He’ll wind up dead, and he won’t even know how it happened!”

“He was just a kid back then, maybe eight or nine. I was a hotheaded young man—full of fire, angry as hell. All I could think about was getting revenge for our mentor. I ignored his widow’s pleas, and I went overseas, hell-bent on settling the score.”

“When I left, the kid clung to my leg, crying his eyes out. He’d always depended on me. But I wasn’t going on a vacation—I was heading into danger. I couldn’t let him come along.”

“I tore myself away from him and went to Alerasia. The men who betrayed our mentor had to pay. My mentor had done everything for me. I couldn’t just let it go. I was ready to die for that vengeance.”

Bernard broke off, coughing again, his face twisted with anger.

After a moment, he continued, “Looking back, I was too young—too cocky. I got to Alerasia, challenged their champion in a fight to the death, and killed him in front of everyone in the ring.”

“After that, I traveled across seven countries, taking down their best fighters, making sure everyone knew my mentor’s name. I thought, if I was strong, that proved my mentor was strong. All I cared about was revenge. I didn’t think about my mentor’s wife or my little brother back home…”