Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime

Chapter 778: Chapter 778: Are You a Pig?_1

Alexander Summers arrived just in time, and Purple felt her whole body relax. She hurriedly stood up and ran out of the room!

She should have stopped the two men in the room from fighting any longer, but remembering the strange occurrence that had just happened to her, Purple felt lingering fear and dared not set foot in the room again.

Nathaniel Summers’s nose was bleeding instantly, and his eyes were bruised.

As he looked up and saw Alexander’s face, the fury in his heart ignited instantly! The thought of how Alexander had stolen his woman and ruined his life filled him with both anger and hatred, which rushed to his forehead!

Nathaniel’s eyes were bloodshot, like a wolf enraged, he lunged at Alexander!

The thuds of fists and feet hitting flesh made Purple shiver.

“…Stop fighting.” Her voice was weak, and her attitude hesitant, which did nothing to stop the fight.

The two men continued to brawl in the room as Purple stood outside, leaning on the door frame, raising her voice slightly, “Stop it!”

Alexander had the upper hand. Compared to him, Nathaniel was of a similar build, but his punches were far weaker. It didn’t take long for his face to be bruised and swollen. However, hatred often makes a person vicious, and that’s exactly what Nathaniel was at that moment.

Purple wanted to pull Alexander back, but she dared not enter the room and could only shout from outside, “Alexander! Stop fighting!”

With a fierce punch, Alexander sent Nathaniel crashing into the wall. The large wedding portrait fell with a crash, landing on Nathaniel and shattering in an instant!

The noise drew the servants, and it also alarmed Dylan Summers.

On seeing the situation inside the room, Dylan was both shocked and angry. He rushed in to pull the two apart, shouting, “What the hell are you doing? What the hell is this? The remembrance day was just a few days ago; why don’t you go fight on the old master’s grave!”

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Dylan was the boss, and although Nathaniel and Alexander had never really taken their big brother seriously, in Dylan’s presence, they both chose to keep the peace.

Even if they had wanted to continue fighting, it was no longer possible. Nathaniel’s injuries were severe; his head had struck something, and fresh blood was streaming down his forehead, making his face look hideously frightening.

Alexander was a bit better off, but his face too bore marks of bruising and swelling.

Dylan immediately called a doctor.

Purple quickly took several steps, seizing the chance to drag Alexander out of the room, pulling him outside.

On the way back to the small western-style house, Alexander remained furious. Perhaps the fight hadn’t been enough to vent his anger. Passing by the lakeside walkway, he raised his hand and forcefully struck the wooden railing, making a dull thud.

“Are you a pig! When he kissed you, couldn’t you dodge?!” Alexander berated Purple furiously, “What did you tell me before you left? You said you knew what you were doing. Where’s your sense of measure? Is your idea of measure just sitting there motionless, letting him do whatever he wants?! Where are your martial arts? Your gun?! Why didn’t you blow a hole through him! Are you still hung up on him?!!!”

He was so angry that his chest heaved violently, and he didn’t even know what to curse anymore.

“You’re just a pig.” That was Alexander’s final conclusion as he pulled her into his embrace and kissed her fiercely, as if to merge her into his body.

His embrace was both dominating and warm, his breath familiar and cool, gradually soothing Purple’s panicked heart.

When the kiss ended, Alexander took a slight breath and, while holding Purple’s face, asked in a low voice, “What exactly happened to you just now?”

If he hadn’t grown impatient and arrived in time, Purple would have been taken advantage of by that guy!

Thinking back to the earlier events, Purple also found them weird.

“I don’t know either, he suddenly said ‘Hold her tight,’ and then I couldn’t move anymore.” Purple murmured, “But there was no one else in the room, who was he talking to?”