Chapter 3 Dire Consequence

Suddenly, a loud noise came from outside.

Annie had no time to care about Addy's whereabouts. She hurriedly put on her clothes and went out of the house to see what had happened. To her surprise, the dilapidated door of the house was surrounded by unsavory characters. Several hooligans were about to rush into the yard. It was clear that they were up to no good.

"I wonder if the bride and groom are home? Let's search the area and bring them to us."

Someone in the crowd mentioned that Addy seemed to have left for some errands, and the hooligans laughed even more arrogantly. "Who cares if he is here or not? We came to see the bride!"

"Oh, there she is!"

someone from the crowd shouted. The villagers all looked at Annie with undisguised greed and lust in their eyes, which made her sick to her stomach.

"Who are you people? What are you all doing here?" Annie pretended to be calm and brave, glaring at them with her beautiful eyes.

A tall hooligan reached out his hand and touched Annie's arm. "We came here to celebrate your wedding. We weren't able to come last night, so we have to make it up today!"

Annie withdrew her hand in a fit of panic. These men made their intentions known. Fearing for her safety, she grabbed the door and tried to slam it shut. But how could she possibly fend off these strong and menacing hooligans? They burst into the house with little resistance.

Annie staggered a few steps backward and almost fell to the ground. A scrawny-looking gangster took this opportunity to feel her supple breasts.

"Fuck off! Get away from me!" Annie screamed in horror as she retreated with her hands covering her chest.

Holding back her tears, Annie willed herself to put up a brave face and fight back. She grabbed a wooden stick on the ground and brandished it at the hooligans. "Don't you dare come any closer! Or else I'll make you regret it!"

The hooligans surrounding Annie snickered in amusement. Seeing her waving the stick and defying their advances made them even more aroused and entertained.

"You're a feisty one, aren't you? I like women who put up a fight. It turns me on! Ha-ha!"

"What's the point of playing with that wooden stick when you can play with my big cock?"

Hearing this joke, both the hooligans and the villagers watching the entire scene burst into laughter.

"You bastard!" Publicly humiliated and threatened, Annie was red in the face with anger. She raised her stick high in the air, intending to hit the nearest hooligan.

But her small size and limited strength were no match for the rowdy brutes. A muscular hooligan wrested the stick from her grip with ease and threw it away fiercely. Then like a pack of hyenas, they surrounded their prey with devilish smiles.

"I'll fight you to the death!" Annie raised her fists and glared at the hooligans. She seemed like a woman who wouldn't back down at all costs.

"What a fierce bride! She's just our type!" The hooligans approached Annie step by step with evil intentions in mind. When they were about to touch her, they were immediately dispersed by a strong force behind them.

In the next second, the ear-splitting sound of a man's bones snapping pierced the air.

A gangster's arm was twisted broken, and his scream echoed in the old yard.

"How dare you lay a finger on my wife? Now suffer the consequence of your misdeed."

Addy grabbed the gangster by the shirt and stomped on his chest. Then he directed his icy gaze toward the other hooligans.

Seeing their companion was easily beaten up, the remaining hooligans became furious. Several men rushed forward to gang up on Addy. "Grab him and take him down! He can't possibly defeat all of us!"

Addy simply sneered as he waited for the incoming onslaught. After he delivered a series of deadly maneuvers, punches, and kicks, the hooligans' faces became bruised and covered in blood. In the end, they all scurried away like a pack of rodents seeking refuge from their oppressor.

"Don't be afraid. You're safe now." It was now quiet in the yard. Addy pulled Annie into his arms and smoothed her soft long hair to comfort her.

"Where had you been all this time? Why did you come so late?" Hearing Addy's deep voice somehow made Annie feel at ease. She buried her face in Addy's chest, and the tears she had been holding back finally streamed down her cheeks.

No matter how others thought of Addy, he didn't fail to protect her when she was in distress. However, something strange caught Annie's attention.

Was Addy really sick? Judging from the brute strength and agility he had shown from the fight, Annie doubted that he was a patient who needed treatment.

With a confused look, she said earnestly, "I heard from the others that you are not in good health. But you still seem to be in fit condition. Can you tell me what's really going on?"

Addy was speechless. He acted on instinct when he saw Annie being bullied, and didn't think things through. He didn't expect her to be so observant and inquisitive.