Chapter 474 Jeffery's Grit
"Look at you, you idiot, can't even dodge. I truly wonder what the point of your existence is," Debra said with contempt and revulsion. "If it weren't for Francis claiming that staying married would irritate you more, I would have divorced you long ago, you worthless fool!"
Ever since Jeffery got married, he had been completely submissive to Debra. Ninety percent of the hard-earned money he made was spent on Debra, while he spent nothing on himself except for food.
Yet after treating Debra in such a manner, he ultimately found himself facing this miserable fate!
At this moment, his heart filled with extreme pain.
Francis laughed heartily, "Jeffery, you can come work at my company. You won't have to do anything, just watch me and Debra have sex every day. When necessary, you can push us from behind to give me a support. How about that?"
With this, Jeffery's anger surged even more. He couldn't hold back any longer and swung his fist, landing a punch on Francis's face with a loud bang, instantly swelling Francis's eye and causing him to scream in pain.
"Fuck, Jeffery, you actually dared to hit me. I'll kill you, I'll beat you to death!!"
Francis covered his eyes, exasperated, his entire body shaking with rage, his excessive flesh quivering uncontrollably.
"Debra, what are you standing there for? Hit him!" Francis snarled.
Debra reacted, staring at Jeffery in shock and disbelief. Could it be that the always timid and ineffectual Jeffery actually dared to strike Francis?
With Francis's personality and influence, he wouldn't hesitate to bury Jeffery alive.
"Jeffery, you have the guts. I'll beat you to death!" Debra raised her hand to slap Jeffery's face.
However, Jeffery stood there like a lost soul, not even attempting to dodge.
Just as Debra's slap was about to land on Jeffery's face, James struck first, slapping Debra across the face, sending her flying sideways and swelling half of her face.
Seeing Debra get hit, Jeffery opened his mouth as if to speak but ultimately remained silent.
The commotion attracted the attention of many neighbors, who came out of their houses to watch.
James let Jeffery inside and then closed the door behind him. He went straight to the window, broke the security bars, twisted three of them into an iron rod, and handed it to Jeffery, saying, "Beat them up. Hit them as hard as you can. Don't be afraid to kill them."
Jeffery took the iron rod, looked up at James, and their eyes met. Tears streamed down his face.
"If you still consider me your brother, then go hit them!" James said coldly.
Jeffery gritted his teeth, gripped the iron rod tightly with both hands, and walked step by step towards the pair of bastards.
"Jeffery! What are you doing? I warn you, don't do anything stupid! If you dare beat me, I'll I'll make you wish you were dead!" Before Francis could finish his sentence, Jeffery swung the rod down, hitting Francis's waist hard and causing him to scream in agony.
Debra, seeing that Jeffery actually dared to hit someone, was utterly shocked. She stared at Jeffery as if seeing him for the first time, unable to believe it.
Was this the same coward who never fought back or retorted?
Quickly, she turned her gaze to James.
Jeffery swung the rod down again, and hearing Francis's screams, he felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
He had endured for five years, been a coward for five years, and thought his life would remain dark and devoid of manly courage. But at this moment, he realized he had found it again.
Seeing Jeffery grip the rod tightly and prepare to strike again, Francis truly terrified. He was a millionaire with a luxurious life to enjoy and was scared to be beaten to death by Jeffery.
"Jeffery, I'm so sorry, my bad! Please forgive me. Jeffery, I was lying to you earlier. I never slept with Debra!" Francis begged.
Another strike came down, this time landing directly on Francis’s arm. Jeffery used over ninety percent of his strength, and with a resounding crack, Francis’s arm was immediately fractured.
The excruciating pain Francis had never experienced before spread throughout his body, causing him to scream and his fat to tremble violently.
"Why did you do this to me! I have never wronged any of you, so why must you treat me this way? Drop dead!"
Jeffery's eyes were bloodshot as he swung the rod down on Francis again and again. The thuds echoed, and soon, Francis was beaten into submission, lying on the ground and weakly groaning.
"He's crazy." Debra, watching this scene, was terrified to the extreme, her face drained of all color.
Seeing Jeffery's bloodshot eyes turn towards her, she shivered and knelt before him, repeatedly begged, "Jeffery, it's all my fault, Jeffery, my bad! Please don't hit me."
With her words, Jeffery's eyes flashed with a complex mix of anger, helplessness, sorrow, pain, and deep disappointment.
From today on, he was completely done with Debra.
But he didn't let Debra off the hook. At this moment, his courage had returned. He grabbed Debra and slapped her face over thirty times, turning her face into a swollen mess before finally venting his anger. He threw Debra aside and said to James, "James, thank you."
James nodded and said, "Good. Let's go. See if there's anything you need to take with you. Don't ever come back here again."
Jeffery pondered for a moment before returning to his own room. From beneath his bed, he retrieved a very old box and rummaged through it to pull out a stack of photo albums. Handing them to James with a smile, he said, "James, these are our childhood photos. Apart from this, I have nothing else."
James opened the album, which was filled with photos of him, Jeffery, Donna, Gregory, and Emberlyn from their childhood. Some photos had begun to yellow with age.
Looking at the youthful and lively Donna and the cheerful Gregory in the photos, James felt a deep pain in his heart. Slowly flipping through the album, his vision blurred with tears.
"Donna, Gregory, I'm late, but don't worry, I'll avenge you soon." James closed the album, his eyes filled with determination.
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