Chapter 241
Inside the boxing gym, the sharp whistling of gloves cutting through the air was deafening.
Wyatt’s strikes were far more vicious than last time, moving so fast they were practically a blur. Three heavy blows landed solidly on Kingsley, and blood quickly seeped from the corner of Kingsley’s mouth, staining his jawline.
Standing by the ring with a bottle of water in his hand, Shane watched in sheer confusion. Kingsley clearly had the room to dodge and counter, yet he was leaving himself completely unguarded. Was he playing the sympathy card again?
Miss Lynwood wasn’t necessarily going to soften up for that.
Up in the ring, Wyatt stared at his opponent’s refusal to fight back. It felt like he was shadowboxing a ghost, and it frustrated the hell out of him.
He abruptly raised a hand to call a halt and strode over to Kingsley, his tone dripping with anger. “What are you doing? Are you holding back on purpose to insult me p>
Wyatt tugged at the straps of his gloves, his gaze bright and stubborn. “I don’t need you to let me win. Show me what you’ve got. I don’t want your pity. I want to beat you fair and square p>
Kingsley took the towel Shane handed him and slowly wiped the blood from his mouth. His voice was flat. “You’ve already won. The power and speed behind every punch this time was a massive improvement p>
With that, he tossed the blood-stained towel back.
Wyatt ripped off his boxing gloves and threw them to the edge of the ring. His face twisted with undisguised disdain.
“Save it. Show me your real strength. I want to beat you into the ground-that’s the only proof of my progress I’ll accept, not your empty words p>
Leaning against the ropes, Kingsley reached up to touch his bleeding lip and offered a tight, humorless smile. “Fine p>
When the twenty-minute rest period was over, they stepped back into the center of the ring.
This time, Kingsley didn’t hold back, but the dynamic between them had already quietly shifted. Kingsley hadn’t trained in a long time, while Wyatt had been grinding away at the gym every single day. The gap became glaringly obvious with every exchange of blows, and Kingsley soon found himself on the losing end.
Below the ring, Shane was pacing like a cat on a hot tin roof, his palms slick with sweat.
If this kept up, Mr. Sherwood might not get beaten to death, but a hospital stay was definitely in his future.
Just as Shane was spinning in anxious circles, he caught sight of movement at the entrance. Lucy walked in first, followed closely by Ethan, Thurston, and a few others.
Like a drowning man clinging to a lifeline, Shane hurried over and greeted her respectfully. “Miss Lynwood p>
Lucy didn’t acknowledge him. Her gaze was locked dead onto the boxing ring. Seeing Wyatt firmly. holding the upper hand, the knot of tension in her chest vanished, leaving not a trace of worry behind.
Seeing that she had zero intention of stopping the fight, Shane couldn’t help but step closer, lowering his voice in a desperate warning.
“Miss Lynwood, Mr. Sherwood’s internal injuries flared up from the strain last time, and he’s still far from recovered. If they keep going, something terrible is going to happen p>
Lucy finally spared him a glance, her tone utterly devoid of emotion. “Something terrible? He brought it on himself p>
Ethan strolled over leisurely, letting out an exaggerated sigh with a teasing edge to his voice.
“Man, poor Kingsley. Not only has he failed to win back his wife and kid, but at this rate, he’s going to get himself crippled first p>
Lucy didn’t reply, keeping her eyes glued to the ring. Every one of Wyatt’s punches landed flawlessly on Kingsley. It was clean and cathartic Afleeting, almost imperceptible flash of satisfaction crossed her eyes.
Only when Ethan finished speaking did she flatly add, “If he ends up crippled, can’t the Sherwood family afford to take care of him? Why do you care p>
Ethan chuckled at that, raising an eyebrow in challenge. “If he gets crippled, do you think the Sterling family will have an easy time of it p>
He turned to look at Lucy, his tone probing. “Are you really planning to just stand by and watch? Then why did you even come today p>
Lucy met his gaze and coldly delivered the truth. “I was worried Wyatt might get hurt p>
Ethan couldn’t hold back a low laugh, tipping his chin toward the ring. “You’re ruthless. If Kingsley heard you say that, he’d probably start coughing up blood right on the spot p>
Watching Kingsley steadily lose
ground, Sean and Thurston noted
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the ruthless, reckless fire in Wyatt’s eyes. Terrified the situation was about to spiral out of control, the two merr exchanged a look and immediately signaled the referee to blow the whistle.
The second the whistle shrieked, Thurston and Sean vaulted into the ring.
Sean glared at Wyatt, his gaze sharp enough to cut glass. “Are you out of your mind? If he actually got serious, he could crush you like a bug p>