Chapter 791
Changing Only For Her
âMr. Lehner, I heard that you courted Wilma back then. It hasnât been more than a month since the two of you married, but youâre already sick of her? Men really are terrible,â the woman whose hands were wandering all over him deliberately said.
Indeed, he was a terrible man.
But so what? He was rich. Money was all that mattered to these women, so they were willing to turn a blind eye to anything he did.
âIt was interesting at the start, but sheâs now pregnant, so I canât do anything anymore. I canât believe sheâs even trying to put a leash around my neck! How can I let her lord over me? Thatâs enough; letâs not talk about that revolting woman anymore. As long as you can serve me well, these are yours.â With that said, Phineas placed a stack of cash on the coffee table.
The two women by his side immediately beamed at the thick wad of cash.
âI knew you were a generous man, Mr. Lehner. Donât worry. Weâll definitely have you enjoying yourself tonight.â After all, the two women were one of the best in the clubhouse.
âMm, I love women like you. Youâre flirty enough!â Phineas remarked as he let his hands wander on the two womenâs bodies.
Right then, someone opened the door. When the two women raised their heads, they were met with a pair of terror-inducing eyes.
âWho are you? Why are you here? Did you come to the wrong room?â Phineas questioned upon lifting his head and seeing the pretty face before him. He had seen the woman before. Even though he had only encountered her once, he would never forget that face of hers.
Sheâs Wilmaâs boss, right? She came to my wedding before.
However, Phineas was fearless and even seemed to relish the idea of pinning down a beautiful woman like Sophie. âMs. Sophie, what brings you here?â
âYou two, please head out for a moment. I have some things to discuss with this man over here,â
Sophie icily uttered.
The two women did not dare to say anything in protest at Sophieâs aggressive demeanor, so they left in silence.
On the other hand, Phineas, who was partially undressed on the couch, gulped at the sight of Sophieâs beauty.
âMs. Sophie, what would you like to talk to me about? Are you here to have some fun with me? Let me tell you this firstâIâm a pretty strong man. Iââ
Sophieâs expression remained stony despite his disgusting words.
Then, she interrupted him by questioning, âDid you hit Wilma?â
Ah, so sheâs here to settle the score with me.
âMs. Sophie, thatâs between us. I didnât hit her; itâs just a romantic act between the two of us.â
âA romantic act?â
Sophie barked out a laugh in her fury. How can men like him exist in this world? He beat her to within an inch of her life, but here he is, telling me that itâs a romantic act!
âUh-huh! Thatâs what a lot of people do nowadays. Ms. Sophie, youâre still unmarried, so you wouldnât understand this.â
âIt looks like youâre one for âromantic actsâ like these.â To say such things means heâs unrepentant.
âMs. Sophie, itâs Christmas. Why are you here telling me these things instead of keeping your boyfriend company at home?â Phineas taunted. Wilmaâs my wife. Even if I do hit her, she has to endure it in silence. âMs. Sophie, please donât tell me youâre here to have some fun because your boyfriend canât fulfill your needs.â
Tristan could not believe that the douchebag was casting doubt on his stamina just as he arrived at the place. Excuse me? No man is going to stand for that!
âWhy arenât you going inside?â he then asked Sophie.
Sophie turned to look at him. The only reason she had not taught Phineas a lesson herself was because Tristan had told her he was going to do it.
âI was waiting for you.â
Once Phineas saw Tristan by Sophieâs side, he quickly tidied his clothes.
âWhat are you trying to do? You canât do as you please! We live in a lawful society, all right?â Phineas cried out, his words tinged with panic.
However, Tristan did not bother wasting his breath on the other man as he immediately made his move. Despite beating up someone, Tristan was still as elegant as he always was, but all of the blows he dealt were agonizing ones.
He was ruthless, and he intentionally picked visible spots to strike.
The kind of men he hated most were men who hit women. It was fine by him if the man wanted to get a divorce from the woman, but a husband must never lay a hand on his wife. Therefore, he was going to teach a piece of trash like Phineas a good lesson.
In no time, only the screams of pain and terror from Phineas could be heard in the room.
âHelp! Someoneâs trying to kill me!â Phineas pleaded, unable to withstand the beating. Alas, the club owner did not dare to enter the room after finding out who was in it.
The people outside the room could only pale drastically as the screams traveled into their ears. All they could do was ponder over the severity of the beating that Phineas was receiving.
In the meantime, Sophie was standing at the side, watching with her arms folded across her chest. She was completely unfazed by Phineasâ miserable state.
Eventually, Phineas kneeled down and begged for mercy.
âIâm sorry! Iâm so sorry! Please let me go!â It was only then Phineas realized what kind of demon he had crossed. Trembling, he went on, âMs. Sophie, Iâm really sorry! Iâm going to apologize to Wilma right now!â
âLetâs go!â came Sophieâs frigid response.
When Tristan saw that Phineas remained motionless despite hearing Sophieâs answer, he shot the latter a glare. Instantly, Phineas scrambled out of the room after them.
As soon as the others outside spotted Phineasâ dreadful condition, they held their breaths and kept their silence.
When Tristan and Sophie went to the parking lot, Sophie came to a stop outside of the car.
âWhatâs the matter? Arenât we going to the hospital? Why are you standing here?â Tristan curiously asked. He knew that Sophie was protective of the people around her. Moreover, Sophie felt grateful toward Wilma for her kindness, and thus, there was no way she would allow Wilmaâs abuser to go unpunished.
âI donât want to be in the same car as that man.â Every time she thought about how he had beaten Wilma into that state, she would feel anger flare up in her.
âI seeâ¦â Tristan trailed off, walking over to open the trunk before glancing at Phineas. âAre you going to get in there yourself, or do you want me to help you with it?â
Phineas was speechless.
But⦠thatâs the trunk. Iâll suffocate inside, wonât I?
âMr. Tristan, Iââ Phineas started, but Tristanâs intense gaze shut him up and made him crawl into the trunk of his own accord.
Then, Tristan closed the trunk.
He was already showing Phineas mercy by not killing him back in the club. However, that mercy was because they were going to let Wilma make the decision.
âLetâs go,â Sophie said flatly as if they had not just forced a man into the trunk.
After all, the hospital was only half an hourâs drive away, so it was unlikely that Phineas would die.
Meanwhile, Phineas was trembling in the narrow trunk.
He was drunk when he hit Wilma, so he failed to keep his strength in check.
He had never anticipated such an outcome.
Soon, they reached the hospital, and Tristan opened the trunk to let the fearful Phineas crawl out of it.
âDonât be scared. We wonât kill you,â Sophie uttered to him. âThough, I think youâll end up with a fate worse than death.â
Phineas inhaled sharply.
âMs. Sophie, I know Iâve made a mistake. Besides, this is a matter between me and my wife.â You canât do this to me, was what went unsaid.