My Super Sassy Dad: Stop Running Away, Mrs. Quinn!

Chapter 768 - 758: Kiss Me Happy, and I’ll Let Him Go

The amber eyes seemed to harbor a giant beast, making one’s heart tremble with fear.A cool smile appeared, and a wicked gaze fixed on Yulia O’Connell, "Since you left, she’s been sharing my bed. I didn’t expect Lord Night had such a hobby, enjoying what’s left by others."

With each word he spoke, Yulia O’Connell’s face turned a shade grimmer, as if something was being torn apart from her chest, her flesh and blood separating.

One was the man she once loved the most, and the other her beloved brother, but now they had reached such a state.

"She is your sister, and I will kill you," Nathan Knight drew a gun from his back.

"Nathan Knight," Yulia O’Connell calmly unclasped his large hand, "You should go. I just wanted to see if you were still alive, but we are impossible now, please leave."

She was scared, scared that the two men she cared about the most would kill each other in front of her.

This side of Yulia O’Connell deeply hurt Nathan Knight’s eyes, "I came back alive just for you, and you actually want me to leave. Even if I were to go, I would take you with me," Nathan Knight’s arm suddenly tightened around her waist, and his right hand aimed the gun at Cole O’Connell.

Before she even had time to see what was happening, a scream erupted beside her, and she fell from one embrace into another.

Nathan Knight fell to the ground, being beaten mercilessly by the bodyguards surrounding Cole O’Connell.

"Cole O’Connell, brother, let him go, tell your men to release him. I will go back with you and promise to behave. Brother, let him go," Yulia O’Connell pleaded, clutching Cole O’Connell’s coat, "Brother, I’m begging you, let him go."

The man beside her showed no sign of lessening anger; on the contrary, his fury grew stronger, as he gripped the woman’s chin tightly, "Yulia O’Connell, now you’re calling out both his name and ’brother’ for another man. Why didn’t I hear you call out like that in bed?"

"Cole O’Connell, I have already severed ties with him as you wished. What do you want to do? Just let her go, I promise not to have anything to do with him."

"Jade, don’t beg him, don’t demean yourself for anyone, I..."

"Pfft," a mouthful of fresh blood gushed from Nathan Knight’s mouth, staining his dark blue suit.

"Nathan Knight," Yulia O’Connell struggled to go over and protect the man on the ground.

Cole O’Connell, smoking a cigarette, pulled her back with a sneer, "Don’t put on any affectionate act in front of me, Yulia O’Connell, look clearly, look at the face of this man in front of you. Besides that face, he is so pitifully weak. What can he use to protect you, to give you everything you want?"

"Let go of me," Yulia O’Connell’s urgent voice became hoarse.

The person on the ground was covered in blood, reminiscent of the scene from years ago when Nathan Knight died in front of her again,

"Cole O’Connell, you are a devil, a cruel devil."

"If I am a devil, then you are the devil’s woman," Cole O’Connell’s lips curled wickedly, "Stop."

The bodyguards stopped, but Nathan Knight was already in a terrible state, as if his dignity had been trampled mercilessly by his compatriot, Cole O’Connell.

"Do you want me to let him go?" Cole O’Connell flicked the ash from his cigarette, looking down at the woman beside him, "Kiss me. As long as you kiss me happily, I will release him and not touch a hair on him. How about it?"