Chapter 100: Brawling Men
As Greg and Duncan clashed violently in the hospital’s VIP room, Cammy stood frozen, torn between the two. Who should she pull away first? The chaos was overwhelming, and then—Dylan’s cries pierced through the room.
Her heart clenched, but before she could react, Grace and Monica rushed to comfort the frightened boy.
Seizing the moment, Ethan and Harry sprang into action. With swift precision, they grabbed the brawling men, forcing them apart.
Greg didn’t resist. He let Harry pull him back, his chest rising and falling with controlled breaths. Lifting a hand to his mouth, he wiped the corner of his lips and stared at the blood smeared on his fingertips.
Duncan, however, was a different story. He thrashed under Ethan’s grip, his rage burning unchecked. "Let me go!" he bellowed, his voice shaking with fury. His eyes locked onto Greg, seething with venom. "I’ve had enough of that maniac! Keep your damn hands off my wife, you bastard!"
Cammy’s stomach twisted. She took a steadying breath, forcing her voice to remain level, for Dylan’s sake. "Duncan, please stop!" she pleaded, her tone firm yet desperate.
Duncan’s eyes burned with fury as he turned to Cammy. "Really? You’re telling me to stop instead of your womanizing lover boy? Are you that blind? He’s just using you, damn it!"
Cammy squeezed her eyes shut, inhaling deeply as she pressed her fingers to her temples, trying to maintain control. One hand rested on her waist before she finally pointed toward the door. "Get out," she ordered, her voice low but firm.
Duncan didn’t move.