She Dumped Her Dodgy Husband After Suffering Amnesiac

Inside the room.

Xeno and Charles shared a quick look.

“Didn’t I say that Hans treats Hellen differently?”

Charles just had returned to this country a few days ago, so he asked curiously, “Then why did they divorce? Doesn’t he like Natalie?”

Xeno snorted disdainfully and said, “He was blind at that time. Just wait and see. I guess he will definitely go to find Hellen. As for her-she may not agree.”

Charles smiled and said, “I haven’t seen Hans being rejected yet. I’m looking forward to it.”

…

On the first floor of the bar.

Hellen narrowed her eyes, looking at the striptease men in front of her. “Why are there more and more people?”

“They are also part-time workers. They came here to make money. You’re so generous, so they all came here.”

Hellen nodded.

Darcy ran up to one of the men in black and stared at him.

Hellen took a closer look and the corner of her mouth twitched. This striptease man is a bit similar to my brother!

Don’t look! Don’t look!

She was about to get up and ask Darcy to leave, but her legs went weak. After standing up, she found that her head was a little dizzy.

Hellen immediately looked at the juice.

The man shouted, “I told you, the aftereffects of the wine are strong!”

Hellen stared. “This is wine?”

“Fruit wine. It’s a special drink here, and you can’t taste any alcohol!” The man shouted.

Hellen unconsciously touched her lower abdomen.

“Darcy, let’s go.” Hellen took a few steps forward and pulled her arm.

The girls who had come with Darcy also got up.

“It’s time to go back.”

“Darcy, we’ll go first.”

Darcy was very interested in the man who looked like Everet and responded with an “okay”.

Before long, only Darcy and Hellen were left at the booth.

Hellen couldn’t pull her away, so she grew angry. “Darcy Lewis!”

She was about to lose her temper when someone patted her on the shoulder.

Hellen hurriedly turned around and a man who was nearly thirty years old was smiling at her, “Miss, let’s have a drink together!”

As he spoke, he smiled and revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth.

He had been staring at this table for a long time. They were all beautiful women. Only when almost everyone had left did he dare to approach them.

“Why are you so angry? I like your fiery temper.” The man laughed as he pulled Hellen.

As Hellen was thinking about whether she should take action or not, two more companions came from behind the man, one of whom went to pull Darcy.

“Little beauty. What’s the point of touching such a dancing man? I let you touch me.”

Hellen’s face turned fierce, and she glanced at the wine bottles on the table.

She was pregnant and had accidentally drunk wine earlier. Hellen thought over how much strength it would take to knock down these men.

Before she could decide, that man’s hand had already reached Hellen’s face.

“Smack!”

The crisp sound of bones breaking rang out.

Hellen was shocked. He saw that man kneeling in front of her in an extremely distorted posture.

Hans held the man’s outstretched wrist with one hand. His expression was cold as he stared at the man with disdain.

Hellen said subconsciously, “Hans, why are you here?”

The two men who were with the man immediately loosened Darcy and ran over.

“Let him go!” The movements were faster than the threat. One of the men grabbed a bottle and smashed it at them.

Hans glanced at him. He only needed to turn aside to dodge it.

But Hellen was right behind him.

He stood still.

The wine bottle shattered, and blood flowed down from Hans’ forehead. The strong smell of alcohol made Hellen’s heart tremble.

She hurried forward and asked, “Why didn’t you hide?!”

“He’ll hit you,” Hans said. “Take her to the side.”

The two men rushed forward again. Hans exerted force with his hand. One of their arms was dislocated, and the other had a broken leg.

The noise here had attracted the attention of many people.

On the second floor, Xeno had just finished playing cards with Charles and got up to see what was going on.

“Fuck! Charles! Stop shuffle! Hans has been beaten!”

“What? Impossible.” Charles did not believe it. He smoothly stacked each card from his left hand to his right hand into a pile.

“He was beaten! His face is covered in blood!”

Charles laughed, “If you dare lie…”

He looked out of the window, and the cards in his hand fell to the ground.

“Damn it!”

The two of them opened the door and went downstairs. At the same time, Charles picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and ordered: “Clean up immediately!”

The bar was suddenly cleared, and all expenses were paid by the bar.

The crowd left with both joy and anger, and some people were regretful. If they had known earlier, they would have enjoyed themselves spending a lot of money today.

The crowd around Hans was finally cleared out.

Three men were lying on the ground, with bloody noses and swollen faces.

Hans stood there, blood flowing down his face. His eyes were gloomy as he stared at the person on the ground.

The music had stopped. The bar was so empty and spacious that it was frighteningly quiet.

Charles and Xeno stood beside Hans.

“Hans, I’ll get someone to bandage your wound. Go to the hospital first!”

Darcy was so drunk that she had already fallen asleep on the sofa. Hellen was watching over her with a frown on her face.

Hans waved his hand and blocked Charles’s outstretched hand.

He walked toward the man who was lying on the ground with his legs twisted.

Hans lifted his foot and crushed the man’s right hand. “Since this hand dares to touch people, then don’t take it.”

Hellen was silent. It was this man who had patted her on the shoulder earlier…

Hans towered over them. His voice was indifferent. He looked down at them as if there was no trace of human emotion in his eyes.

Charles and Xeno shared a quick look.

Xeno whispered, “He looks quite energetic. Don’t worry about it.”

Charles asked, “Why are these people causing him to be so angry?”

Hans had always been calm and composed. Even if he wanted to teach someone a lesson, he wouldn’t have to do it himself.

He thought it was dirty.

Hellen stood to one side, watching as the man howled and fainted, then woke up again.

She stepped forward and said, “All right, go to the hospital now.”

Hans swept his gaze across them. His eyes were filled with anger. But when he saw that it was Hellen, it dissipated.Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

His face darkened. “I’ll take you home.”

Hellen grew frantic. “The wound on your head needs to be bandaged! You just lost so much blood!”

Hans did not say anything. He just held her wrist tightly.

Hellen struggled a bit but wasn’t able to break free.

After all, Hans had helped her. And according to her previous experience, she could not defeat him.

“I have to bring Darcy home.” A wise man submits to the circumstances, so she softened her voice.

Hans glanced at Xeno and Charles and said, “Send her home.”

Hellen didn’t feel at ease having two men deliver a drunken woman.

Hans looked down at her and said, “Don’t worry, they won’t touch her.”

Xeno understood what she meant. He stared wide-eyed at Hellen. “Miss Jovano, do you take us for hooligans? I’m not that sort of person!”

Charles nodded. “Yes, a playboy from Hail City.”

“But I have my baseline. I won’t take advantage of people getting drunk…”

Hans glanced at him. Seeing that he was still angry, Xeno shut his mouth.

“You can deal with the three on the ground.” Hans looked at Charles and then looked at the three people on the ground. “Don’t let them appear in Tempe City again in the future. Also, cut off his hand.”

Charles smiled gently. “Alright, I understand.”