the two-faced Adopted Girl Who Melted CEO's Ice-Cold Heart Chapter 821: When a Man Bullies a Woman, It’s a Sign of Love

"Delphine, sis, did you hit Mr. Leclair?" Chloe Winston’s face turned white with fright, "No, I have to call Constantine Stewart. What if Mr. Leclair lashes out in anger?"

Chloe Winston was like an ant on a hot pan, becoming more fearful the more she thought about it and quickly called Constantine Stewart.

The night breeze cald Delphine Carter down. Seeing Constantine Stewart’s car approaching, she pushed Chloe Winston and said, "Constantine Stewart is here. You go ho first. I’ll handle things with him myself."

Calling Griffith Squire was just to have him as a witness. But for what cos next, like arguing, it’s not appropriate for outsiders to see. Even the two kids must be sent away to avoid frightening them.

Before Chloe Winston could make the call, she saw the handso-as-jade man step out of the car. She hurriedly ran over, grabbed his sleeve, and said, "Delphine hit Mr. Leclair. What should we do? Will he resort to dostic violence?"

Constantine Stewart had a verbal battle with Jocelyn Yeager a few days ago, still simring with anger. Seeing Chloe Winston running around all day ddling in others’ affairs, he snorted coldly and said, "Couples fighting is their kind of fun. Why are you getting involved like a restless one?"

"Constantine Stewart, you old bastard." Chloe Winston was so mad she stomped her feet, clawing at his big hand, shouting, "Delphine is my sister. I can’t let Ignatius Leclair bully her."

Constantine Stewart laughed coldly, hoisted her up by the waist into the car, while instructing the driver to go ho, holding her down, his deep-set eyes gleaming green, said, "A man bullying a woman is a form of affection. For example, I love bullying you so much you can’t get out of bed. Understand?"

"Heartless turtle bastard! Shaless old scoundrel!" Chloe Winston was about to curse him, but her fiery red lips were already blocked by the hungry old man’s kiss.

Constantine Stewart squinted, pressing his young wife down in the car, urging her to focus, as for Ignatius Leclair, ha, who cares about him, it’s better if the wife runs away, to stop Delphine Carter from dragging his young wife into acting gas all the ti.

Delphine Carter watched Constantine Stewart leave with Chloe Winston, stood for a mont to regain herself, just as Griffith Squire ca out, his handso face beaten black and blue, Delphine’s expression changed slightly, she stepped forward to support him, hurriedly asked, "How did it end up like this again?"

Griffith Squire felt his handso face would be unseeable for at least half a month, but Ignatius Leclair mainly targeted his face, probably out of jealousy. He didn’t lose out, since Ignatius Leclair was more heavily injured than him.

Heh, when it cos to fighting, he never loses.

"It hurts," Griffith Squire’s peach blossom eyes swept over the man who followed, cold as a ghoul, he sneered, deliberately placing an arm around Delphine’s shoulder.

Delphine Carter also noticed Ignatius Leclair and Emily Thorne coming out behind him. The man was expressionless, while Emily Thorne fussed like a worried little wife, looking concerned and anxious, causing Delphine to feel nauseous, as she helped Griffith Squire into the car, instructing the driver to leave.

Ignatius Leclair’s phoenix eyes deeply watched the pair leave, his tall figure stood straight in the night breeze, his chest faintly pained from Griffith Squire’s sneak attack, but it couldn’t outweigh the sha and pain of seeing his woman leaving with another man.

"You’re so badly injured, let take you to the hospital." Emily Thorne was both jealous and resentful, witnessing the two n fighting. Ignatius Leclair actually fought soone because of that woman.

She reached out to touch his bruised chin.

The man looked over with a piercing gaze, staring at her unwaveringly until she released him, then said coldly, "Stay away from ."