Seeing Hesper being picked up and carried by another man with his own eyes, Rickard’s gaze turned gloomy.
“Stop right there.” He dashed forward so quickly that Benji, who was holding the umbrella for him, could not even react in time and keep up with his pace.
Before anyone else present could react, Rickard had already rushed into the rain and stood in front of Matthew, blocking their way.
‘He’s the man who made things difficult for Hesper in the hospital earlier today.’
Matthew remembered Rickard; he had never had a good impression of men who liked to bully women.
“Step aside,” he said as his black windbreaker rattled in the cold wind.
“Over my dead body!”
The atmosphere between the two men was tense. Rickard grinned ferociously. “Do you know who I am? The woman that you‘re holding in your arms is my rightful wife! And you’re asking me to step aside?”
A hint of astonishment flashed across Matthew’s eyes. He then lowered his head and stared at Hesper.
‘Judging solely from how
