Switched Marriage The Coddled Little Wife novel Chapter 445

Chapter 445: Chapter 445 Scared Urine

Jia Liang seemed to notice something, lowering his head to glance at his fist and sneering mockingly, "What’s it going to be, you wanna fight back? Come on, hit me, Grandpa’s telling you to hit. If you don’t, you’re not a man. Daring to hit a woman but too chicken to hit a man, you’re nothing but a coward."

Zhang Wenbin knew even if he made a move, he wouldn’t stand a chance against the opponent, and he wouldn’t even be able to touch his clothes; instead, he’d just get beaten up even more.

Suppressing the humiliation in his heart, he spoke in a low voice, "What exactly do you want? Qin Juan is my wife, what does it have to do with you?"

"You’re wrong, Qin Juan isn’t your wife anymore, she’s your ex-wife," Jia Liang corrected, "And she won’t have anything to do with you in the future."

He sized up Zhang Wenbin from head to toe, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt, "I really don’t understand, Mr. Zhang, how you still have the face to seek out Qin Juan, even hoping to garner her sympathy. Have you forgotten what you and your family did to her before?"

Before Zhang Wenbin could reply, Jia Liang punched him, "You might forget, but I won’t."

Caught off guard, Zhang Wenbin staggered back several steps and ended up sitting on the ground.

Jia Liang advanced another step and kicked him over, then stomped directly on his face with his big foot.

"Still not giving up, are you? Getting beaten and still not giving up? How come I didn’t see this deep love before? Or did you not realize how ’loving’ you were? Or now that Qin Juan’s life has improved, and you can’t find anyone else to slave away for your family, you suddenly remember her? Mr. Zhang, you’re really a disgrace to us men. Just thinking that our male population includes a scumbag like you makes me sick to my stomach. What do you think Qin Juan would feel seeing you like this now?"

He wanted to say these words yesterday, but looking one more second at this scum made him feel disgusted.

Despite being beaten, he still shamelessly came crawling back.

"If I were you, I wouldn’t even show my face around her, let alone think about remarrying her. And what about that old religious fanatic at your house? Planning to let her be tormented by those two old hags again? You’re really not a human being. Since you don’t want to behave like a human, I’ll help you out."

With that, he stepped harder, and Zhang Wenbin felt his face grind painfully as if his skin was about to peel off, and his eyes were about to pop out.

He tried to speak desperately, but could only manage a hoarse voice, "You... you dare, murder is illegal, you’ll get in trouble if you kill me..."

Pressing his foot down even harder, "Threatening me? I’ve never been afraid, and you should ask around An City who doesn’t know me, Jia Dalang. Even if it means taking a bullet, in eighteen years I’ll be back as a hero. Killing a piece of trash like you, I’d be ridding the people of a menace..."

That chillingly stern voice with the accompanying pain terrified Zhang Wenbin finally, "Don’t... don’t..."

His body twitched, struggling to speak, his words intermittent as he begged for mercy.

"I... I was wrong, I’ll leave... I’ll go far away..."

"Go far away? Just that and it’s settled? Didn’t you fucking come back to An City? Came running back here, so should I break your legs to keep you honest?"

Zhang Wenbin felt like his brain was about to get crushed out, even his breathing became difficult.

He was finally scared, more scared than when he was beaten by a group of men yesterday.

Yesterday he knew those people wouldn’t beat him to death, at most they’d cause him some flesh wounds to scare him.

But today he wasn’t so sure.

He felt this man really wanted to kill him.

The desire to survive made him plead again, "I won’t look for Qin... Juan anymore, I don’t want... Ningning either... Please... please let me go..."

Jia Liang looked down at the person under his foot, suddenly smelling a stench of urine, realizing that Zhang Wenbin had wet himself.

Pissed himself in fear.

"What a fucking loser."

Spitting disdainfully, Jia Liang lifted his foot and warned, "Remember what you said. If I ever see you bothering Qin Juan again, I swear I’ll kill you. I’ve been to prison before, I’m not afraid of it."

Suddenly able to breathe freely, Zhang Wenbin took deep breaths of fresh air and came back to life.