Lucas Hughes felt a sudden tingling sensation on his scalp and instinctively reached out to grab Jack Woods' falling dagger.
"Hiss! Ah!"
The sharp dagger was firmly gripped in his hand, instantly tearing into his flesh, blood streaming out relentlessly.
Bright red droplets dripped continuously, falling onto his body.
"Young Mister Johnson… What did I do to offend you? Why are you treating me like this? Since the wedding banquet until now, no matter what you ask, I have always obeyed you without question."
"You've toyed with my wife time and time again, and I've never said a word about it. And wasn't it just yesterday that you had your way with her again?"
Lucas Hughes, using every ounce of strength he had to grip the dagger tightly, spoke to Alexander Johnson through gritted teeth.
He really couldn't understand why Alexander Johnson would act out so suddenly.
