Chapter 7

William’s gaze glistened with indiscernible profoundness as he watched Cecelia carry her little frame forward to face whatever was outside.

As Cecelia had guessed, it was Mr. Mason and his henchmen. They had come to settle the score with her.

Together, they were a bunch of fierce-looking men. Mr. Mason was known to be ruthless and thus, Cecelia was afraid.

“Cecelia Shayne, it was the golden opportunity for you to upgrade your life. It goes without saying that my son was interested in you. If only you had given birth to a son or daughter for our family.”

Patrick Mason was plump, and he had the urge to tear Cecelia into pieces as he looked at her. “You shouldn’t have injured him even though you weren’t willing to sleep with him.”

Patrick Mason was someone successful career-wise. However, the same could not be said for his luck in finding a successor.

Even after three marriages, and having so many mistresses outside, he only had one son.

To add salt to his wound, his son was mentally diagnosed with Down syndrome.

Nevertheless, the child was the apple of Patrick’s eye.

Consequently, that son of his had been interested in Cecelia and demanded that she be his wife. That was why Patrick had decided to collude with Hawick to get his hands on Cecelia for his son.

At first, Patrick thought that it was an opportunity for him to get grandchildren. However, Cecelia ended up destroying his son’s manhood.

It resulted in a grudge that Patrick was not going to swallow.

He waved his large hand. “Tie her up.”

Cecelia tried to put up a fight but was no match for the bunch of men.

She could only struggle before she was eventually tied up. “You’re going against the law by doing this. I’ll sue you and wash your reputation down the drain.”

“Ha! You’re welcome to try.” Patrick could not be bothered about her threats. Instead, he pulled on her hair. “I’ll be frank. My son’s wife is all you’ll be in this life. Take her away!”

“Stop.”

William’s voice boomed from nowhere and everyone shifted their gaze toward him.

Turning her head, Cecelia saw William standing by the door, the latter’s gaze was cold and calm like a king. For a moment, Cecelia did not know how to react.

William first looked at Cecelia before he shifted his gaze to Patrick. His thin lips moved as he said, “Release her.”

Patrick had not expected someone else to be at home. Not to mention, someone that seemed like a difficult person to deal with as well. However, on second thought, Patrick came to the conclusion that William was someone insignificant.

Patrick squinted his toady eyes. “Anyone who dares go against me, Patrick Mason, will not have a happy ending. Are you sure about this?”

William’s expression remained the same. However, the tone of his voice became colder by a few degrees as he said, “Don’t make me repeat myself.”

“Okay!” Patrick scoffed. ”Since you wish to die, I shall make your wish come true. Guys, give him your best treatment.”

“No...”

Cecelia had not expected William to come out of the room. Faced with such a situation, why would one not hide and run away as far as they could?

”This has nothing to do with you. I don’t need you to be so nosy. You’re merely a man that I picked up from the streets so just leave,” Cecelia purposely said distastefully.

William merely glanced at her before he threw a punch at the face of one of the men.

A left uppercut followed and then a right uppercut. William fought the henchmen in a trance-like state.

Cecelia was dumbfounded. She could only close her gapping jaw once all six men had fallen to the ground.

The men were no match for him.

Patrick Mason was shocked as well, and when William took a stepp forward toward him, his knees gave way. Patrick who had nearly fallen and was now on the ground said, “Y... you... you just wait. I won’t let you live in peace.”

Cecelia watched as Patrick then fleed before she turned her gaze toward William who was undoing the ropes that were binding her. She sighed. “That Mason guy is not a good person. Pretty boy, are you stupid!”

Cecelia heard William mumble, “You’re my woman.”

“Huh?”

Cecelia had not caught what he said and asked, “What did you say?”

“Get into the room and lie down!”