As she felt the sharpness in the man's eyes, Victoria Wells shuddered and the harsh words she was about to say were forced back down her throat. Yes, how could she forget? Yesterday, Ethan Blackwood came to their house to take away their youngest daughter. And today, he came for the second time, to protect this little girl. With this Buddha statue here, they wouldn't dare to touch Avery Wells. But could they just let this little girl hit her elders? With Ethan Blackwood here, Victoria Wells was helpless and could only turn her gaze to Harrison Wells.
At this moment, Harrison Wells had finally come to his senses. Seeing Avery Wells' raised hand that had yet to fall, Harrison Wells reacted the same way as Victoria Wells, angry at Avery Wells but restrained by Ethan Blackwood's presence. In other words, even if Avery Wells were to strike again, the couple could only endure it. And with Ethan Blackwood's bodyguards nearby, they didn't dare to even make a sound.
"Brother Ethan, I mean, Mr. Blackwood, I can't do this." Although Ethan Blackwood told her to let go and do as she pleased, Avery Wells ultimately chose to lower her hand. She looked apologetically at the man. "They can be heartless and ungrateful, but I cannot be unfilial, otherwise I would become like them. I don't want to pursue this matter any further, I'm sorry."
"Sorry? Are you saying sorry to me?" Ethan Blackwood lowered his head.
"I..." Avery Wells trailed off.
"Since you can't do it, then I'll have to do it myself." Ethan Blackwood's narrow phoenix eyes flashed with a hint of resentment. He pulled the girl aside and took two steps towards Mr. and Mrs. Wells with his long, slender legs, his tone as cold as ice.
"Since I took her away yesterday, she's been mine. But you ignored my words and hit her!" As he spoke, the man's powerful hand was already raised in the air.
"Next time, do you have to ride directly on my head?" In fact, Ethan Blackwood didn't have to do anything. Just standing there, the strong aura emanating from his body had already scared Mr. and Mrs. Wells, making their faces turn pale.
"Mr. Blackwood, please spare us. We won't dare to do it again. We promise we won't lay a finger on this girl again. Please forgive us."
"Yes, I was just too anxious earlier, thinking that this girl had offended you, Mr. Blackwood, somewhere, so I couldn't help but want to teach her a lesson on behalf of Mr. Blackwood..."
"Oh, is that so?" Ethan Blackwood wasn't so easily fooled. This couple forgot what they said as soon as they finished speaking, and they needed to be reminded.
"Avery." He raised his lips, lowered his eyebrows, and glanced at Avery Wells.
"I'll give you two choices now. One, I'll do it myself, but I don't know if you two can handle it. Or two, you can do it yourself. What do you think?"
Avery Wells' back stiffened, and she raised her head. The watery eyes were shimmering with resistance.
"Mr. Blackwood, do you really have to do this?" If this man were to do it himself, who knows what her parents would end up like. But... She was their daughter. Even if they didn't like her anymore, she couldn't bring herself to lay a hand on her own parents.
What to do, what to do... Was there a third option?
As Avery Wells was struggling with her thoughts, the intact half of the face under the mask lifted its delicate thin lips with a hint of a sinister smile.
"If you don't want either of these two options, then I can offer you one last choice. Harrison, if you slap yourself three times, I won't pursue this matter any further. What do you think?"