Chapter 829 Snatched the Handkerchief
Chapter 829 Snatched the Handkerchief
David hated Ezra. Now, he was beaten down to the ground by him, so David was immediately enraged.
After he got up from the ground, David punched Ezra defiantly.
They fought fiercely in Ezra's hotel room, destroying much stuff. David's face was bruised. Ezra was
not much better. David punched hard in Ezra's chest. He felt that Ezra must have been injured.
The sound of the fight shocked the room attendant, and the security guard was called to stop them.
Ezra paid for the damage and said to David. "How much sadness and resentment do you have so that
you can't bear it?"
"You think I don't hate them? But I've taken it for so many years!"
"Especially it's about the child, you should discuss with me first. I have a way to torture them. But now,
they know him. They will aim at him!"
When David heard that the little guy would be aimed at, he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
David didn't expect it to be so serious, but he still said to Ezra mockingly, "What do you mean by telling
you first? Do you think I'm on the same side as you?"
"I hate them, but I hate you even more." David sneered, "If you hadn't played with my sister's feelings,
she wouldn't have to give birth to the child before she gets married and bears other people's judgment
to her!"
"I know. You would say that she made her own choice, so she deserves it. But if you wear a condom
that night, how could she get pregnant!"
Facing David's accusation, Ezra glanced at him coolly, then went to the bar and poured himself a glass
of wine. He emptied the glass before replying, "First of all, I didn't say that she deserved it. You just
imposed your thoughts on me."
"Secondly, you never had sex. You may never understand that even if I use condoms or she takes pills, Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.
it may not be a hundred percent safe."
Ezra's last sentence inflamed David. Ezra not only mocked David but refuted his words.
David was so angry that he walked over and grabbed a glass. He drank several glasses of wine in a
row.
…
At this moment, Ezra was in the elevator and David took the stairs.
David was relatively slow. He was in a bad mood, so he walked slowly. When he came out of the
building, he saw Ezra waiting for him outside.
David glanced at him annoyedly, "Is there anything else?"
"David, I think you should change your attitude." Ezra kindly reminded him, "We should work together,
not be hostile to each other."
"Who the hell wants to work with you? No way!" David just wanted to fight with Ezra again.
He would never forgive Ezra in his life! He would never work with Ezra in this life.
Ezra was not annoyed, but continued, "You must know that now we are the people who can protect
Maisie and the kid best. Who will protect them if we're against each other,?"
"Well, then tell me, how should we work together?" David sneered.
Ezra, a scumbag who hurt his sister, came to make a team with David.
Ezra told David his thoughts. "It's simple. You can persuade your sister to marry me."
"Marry you?" David was so pissed off. He had never seen a person like Ezra
"Ezra, you don't understand the meaning of marriage at all, do you?"
"Let her marry you? Do you love her?"
Without waiting for Ezra to say anything, David answered for him, "You don't love her! You admitted it
yourself. What's more, you even look down on her. You are clearly humiliating her by letting her marry
you!"
"Those of you who keep saying love is so naive." Ezra said lightly, "Marriage can be built on love,
interests, or even children."
"As long as two people have a common goal, they can get married."
"Fuck off!" David shouted. He couldn't bear it any longer. He just wanted to punch Ezra again.
David realized that he wasn't going to have a good talk with Ezra today. As long as Ezra spoke, David
wanted to punch him.
Upstairs, Maisie calmed down and changed her clothes to work. Julian informed Daniel to take over
Maisie's jobs today. She was very busy.
Maisie still had to prepare for going abroad with her son.
Maisie carried her son at the entrance, saying goodbye and kissing her son, while Daisy was hanging
out clothes on the balcony. Suddenly, she exclaimed, "Oh, no!"
"What's wrong?" Maisie frowned.
Daisy beckoned Maisie over, "Maisie, your brother, and Mr. Ezra seemed to be fighting downstairs."
"What?" Maisie hurried to the window with her son in her arms.
After handing over her son to Daisy, she looked downstairs and saw David and Ezra fighting
downstairs.
When she saw David at the door, the corner of David's mouth was bleeding. Obviously, David and Ezra
had already fought once. Now, they were fighting again.
Maisie turned around and hurried out.
"Stop!" She rushed out of the elevator and shouted at the two men across the distance.
Didn't they feel ashamed? The two big guys were fighting here. What would neighbors think of them
when they saw it?
After Maisie shouted, Ezra stopped first, but David was still fighting. He ignored Maisie's shout and
directly punched Ezra in the face again. So Ezra's face was bruised.
Ezra covered his face and took a few steps back before he could stand up. Just as Ezra stood firm, a
figure ran past him, heading straight for David, without stopping to check him.
"What's the matter with you?" Maisie originally wanted to teach David a lesson. But when she saw
David's bruised mouth, she couldn't care anything else.
Maisie wouldn't care about what happened to Ezra, who was a stranger to her. No matter what David
did, he was still her younger brother. Maisie would feel so sorry when David was injured.
Seeing that the corner of David's mouth was bleeding, Maisie took out her handkerchief from her
pocket and handed it to him, "Where do you get hurt? Do you need to go to the hospital?"
David and Ezra were good fighters actually. If they fought each other, it would be a fierce fight. Maisie
was worried that David would fracture.
"I'm fine," David replied to her, taking her handkerchief to wipe the corner of his mouth.
But Ezra came to them. He snatched the handkerchief from Davis's hand and pressed it on his injured
face.
David froze there. Wait, what?