MOMMY SUPER COOL NOVEL

Chapter 69 Ensuing Fight “Get your head
out of the clouds!” Fueled by rage, Gianna got hold of the man‘s arm as she took a step forward to throw him over her shoulder d
eftly while
wearing an arrogant expression. Two other men arrived at her doorstep while they were still caught up in their fight, to which Rob
in responded by wearing a complacent smile. “You‘re being ungrateful, Gianna, so let me teach you a lesson today.” He then yell
ed toward the two men, “Get a hold on her!” Soon enough, Gianna was closed in by the two men while holding a cold and piercin
g gaze on her expressionless face. “Silas will arrive at any moment, Robin. Are you sure you want
to do this?” Robin sneered. “Don‘t even think about intimidating me with such a ruse! Who do you think you are? Silas will never
even spare a glance at a bitch with a child!” He then turned to the other two men
before giving his orders, “Come on, us three will capture her and have some fun with her!”
Although there was only a slim chance at winning against three men, Gianna had no choice but to face them head on. She drew
a breath before turning to launch a kick at the man closest to her, then ducked into the house. However, Robin
seemed to have read her mind as he quickly followed suit without even giving her time to close the door.
The three men entered without a hitch, while their combined efforts gave Gianna a hard time. When her attention
was occupied by the two men, Robin launched himself forward to hold her on the waist from behind while spouting words of deb
auchery, “Cease the pointless struggle! Why don‘t you have fun with
us?”
One of the men approached her with excitement as he said, “Yeah, that‘s how it‘s done! Compared to close–
quarters combat, she seemed to do better while fighting from a distance, so we will close in on her like this!”
The man who took a kick and fell on the ground earlier quickly got up and came toward them. “Fatty, hold her while I go find som
e rope!” Robin commanded, which the fatter man obeyed by holding her in an even tighter clutch.
Gianna‘s struggles were futile, so she could only watch as Robin retrieved a rope from somewhere within the house. In the ensui
ng silence, she retained a stern expression while supporting herself on the man behind her to kick Robin away from her when he
approached her with the intent to tie her up.
The hard kick resulted in Robin sliding a few meters backward on the floor, which ended
with his head bumping onto the TV cabinet behind him. The pain threw him into a fit of rage as he cursed then grabbed a vase fr
om the TV cabinet to fling it toward her head, “You signed your own death warrant, you f*cking b*tch!”

A breeze blew past Robin during that instant before he got kicked on the back, which caused him to land on the coffee table. The
tea set laid out on it was swept off the table
in the ensuing crash as he scolded, “For f*ck‘s sake! Who‘s there?” His first reaction was to look for the person who kicked him,
but his vision failed him before he could take in the figure, as a vase was shattered on his head.
The sound it made was indescribable, as it was a mix of both a blunt and crisp noise. All he knew was that he literally saw red, w
hich he recognized as his eyes got covered by the blood oozing out from the wound on his head.
“You sure are courageous, Robin.” The cold and murderous tone of the voice sent
a chill to the core of his being as Robin realized Silas had arrived.
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