One Night Bride: Master Blackwood's Substitute Wife-Chapter 877: He Still Beats Him Relentlessly!

The words from her mouth were ice-cold and mocking: "Yes, even if I were to be ridden by others, I would never choose you! You’re a useless man, limp and unappealing, no woman would ever fancy you! I advise you to see a men’s clinic sooner rather than later!"

"You...!!"

No man could tolerate hearing such words; Isaac Eastwood had grown accustomed to admiration in the first half of his life, especially with his unattainable status in the entertainment industry, others only had the option to praise him.

At this moment, Sharon Langley’s words were like fine needles, piercing him to the point of nearly vomiting blood!

"Wretch, today I’ll show you exactly what I’m capable of!"

After saying this, he grabbed Sharon Langley’s thigh and began to unfasten her zipper.

Sharon Langley tilted her head back, unable to shed any more tears, she began to despair.

In this moment, she actually thought of Silas Eastwood, if he were here, he surely wouldn’t let her suffer such humiliation...

Just as this thought settled, "Bang—!!"

The door to the room exploded with a loud noise, kicked open with force, the electronic door lock let out a piercing beep before becoming completely useless!

A tall, slender figure walked over from afar, the handsome, refined face gradually came into view, Sharon Langley’s eyes widened...

Silas Eastwood?

It was actually him!

Silas Eastwood’s handsome features were carved with terrifying coldness, his eyes blood-red and molars clenched tightly, his aura icy to the bone!

Meanwhile, Isaac Eastwood had already been scared stiff the moment the door was broken. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Turning his head, he saw Silas Eastwood’s face like that of a jade-like Yama, and nearly rolled off the bed in fear!

"Unc..." The word ’Uncle’ got stuck in his throat, before he could let it out, his face was fiercely punched!

"Pugh..."

Isaac Eastwood spat out fresh blood, this punch was much heavier than the one he gave Sharon Langley, almost knocking out his internal organs, blood taste spreading in his throat!

Silas Eastwood yanked him off the bed as if dragging a dead dog, looking down at him haughtily, the crocodile leather shoe sole heavily stamped on his face, the emotion in his eyes frozen and unwavering.

"Touch my people, if you want to die, just say the word, and I’ll make it happen."

Isaac Eastwood’s face was stomped so hard it distorted his features, unable to utter a single word, his eyeballs terrifyingly bulged outward, looking extremely frightening.

"Aw, aw..."

He could only whimper a few words from his mouth.

Uncle, I’m Isaac, how can you hit me like this...

He simply couldn’t believe that the normally indifferent and unemotional Silas Eastwood would take such lethal action against him!

Silas Eastwood deciphered his meaning, his thin lips curled slightly, letting out a cold laugh.

What does it matter if Isaac Eastwood is his nephew?

Even if his father came today, he would still hit the same without hesitation!

Isaac Eastwood never expected that the more he begged for mercy, the harder Silas struck. Within just a couple of minutes, he felt as though he’d died several times over, the intense pain already prompting him to involuntarily roll his eyes.

"Silas Eastwood..."

But at this moment, Sharon Langley spoke up.

Clutching her lower abdomen, the pain causing her eyelid to twitch uncontrollably, "Take me to the hospital..."

After saying this, she fainted.

"Sharon!"

Silas Eastwood’s pitch-black pupils shook, no longer caring about Isaac Eastwood, rushing over to pick up Sharon Langley.

And just then, he saw the startling patches of blood staining the woman’s pants...