Pursuing Her Chapter 791

CHAPTER 791 A FATE WORSE THAN DEATH

“Mr. Lehner, I heard that you courted Wilma back then. It hasn't been more than a month since the two
of you married, but you're already sick of her? Men really are terrible,” the woman whose hands were
wandering all over him deliberately said.

Indeed, he was a terrible man.

But so what? He was rich. Money was all that mattered to these women, so they were willing to turn a
blind eye to anything he did.

“It was interesting at the start, but she's now pregnant, so I can't do anything anymore. I can't believe
she's even trying to put a leash around my neck! How can I let her lord over me? That's enough; let's
not talk about that revolting woman anymore. As long as you can serve me well, these are yours.” With
that said, Phineas placed a stack of cash on the coffee table.

The two women by his side immediately beamed at the thick wad of cash.

“I knew you were a generous man, Mr. Lehner. Don't worry. We'll definitely have you enjoying yourself
tonight.” After all, the two women were one of the best in the clubhouse.

“Mm, I love women like you. You're flirty enough!” Phineas remarked as he let his hands wander on the
two women's bodies.

Right then, someone opened the door. When the two women raised their heads, they were met with a
pair of terror-inducing eyes.



“Who are you? Why are you here? Did you come to the wrong room?” Phineas questioned upon lifting
his head and seeing the pretty face before him. He had seen the woman before. Even though he had
only encountered her once, he would never forget that face of hers.

She's Wilma's boss, right? She came to my wedding before.

However, Phineas was fearless and even seemed to relish the idea of pinning down a beautiful woman
like Sophie. “Ms. Sophie, what brings you here?”

“You two, please head out for a moment. I have some things to discuss with this man over here,”
Sophie icily uttered.

The two women did not dare to say anything in protest at Sophie's aggressive demeanor, so they left in
silence.

On the other hand, Phineas, who was partially undressed on the couch, gulped at the sight of Sophie's
beauty.

“Ms. Sophie, what would you like to talk to me about? Are you here to have some fun with me? Let me
tell you this first—I'm a pretty strong man. I—”

Sophie's expression remained stony despite his disgusting words.

Then, she interrupted him by questioning, “Did you hit Wilma?”

Ah, so she's here to settle the score with me.



“Ms. Sophie, that's between us. I didn't hit her; it's just a romantic act between the two of us.”

“A romantic act?”

Sophie barked out a laugh in her fury. How can men like him exist in this world? He beat her to within
an inch of her life, but here he is, telling me that it's a romantic act!

“Uh-huh! That's what a lot of people do nowadays. Ms. Sophie, you're still unmarried, so you wouldn't
understand this.”

“It looks like you're one for 'romantic acts' like these.” To say such things means he's unrepentant.

“Ms. Sophie, it's Christmas. Why are you here telling me these things instead of keeping your boyfriend
company at home?” Phineas taunted. Wilma's my wife. Even if I do hit her, she has to endure it in
silence. “Ms. Sophie, please don't tell me you're here to have some fun because your boyfriend can't
fulfill your needs.”

Tristan could not believe that the douchebag was casting doubt on his stamina just as he arrived at the
place. Excuse me? No man is going to stand for that!

“Why aren't you going inside?” he then asked Sophie.

Sophie turned to look at him. The only reason she had not taught Phineas a lesson herself was
because Tristan had told her he was going to do it.

“I was waiting for you.”



Once Phineas saw Tristan by Sophie's side, he quickly tidied his clothes.

“What are you trying to do? You can't do as you please! We live in a lawful society, all right?” Phineas
cried out, his words tinged with panic.

However, Tristan did not bother wasting his breath on the other man as he immediately made his
move. Despite beating up someone, Tristan was still as elegant as he always was, but all of the blows
he dealt were agonizing ones.

He was ruthless, and he intentionally picked visible spots to strike.

The kind of men he hated most were men who hit women. It was fine by him if the man wanted to get a
divorce from the woman, but a husband must never lay a hand on his wife. Therefore, he was going to
teach a piece of trash like Phineas a good lesson.

In no time, only the screams of pain and terror from Phineas could be heard in the room.

“Help! Someone's trying to kill me!” Phineas pleaded, unable to withstand the beating. Alas, the club
owner did not dare to enter the room after finding out who was in it.

The people outside the room could only pale drastically as the screams traveled into their ears. All they
could do was ponder over the severity of the beating that Phineas was receiving.

In the meantime, Sophie was standing at the side, watching with her arms folded across her chest. She
was completely unfazed by Phineas' miserable state.

Eventually, Phineas kneeled down and begged for mercy.



“I'm sorry! I'm so sorry! Please let me go!” It was only then Phineas realized what kind of demon he had
crossed. Trembling, he went on, “Ms. Sophie, I'm really sorry! I'm going to apologize to Wilma right
now!”

“Let's go!” came Sophie's frigid response.

When Tristan saw that Phineas remained motionless despite hearing Sophie's answer, he shot the
latter a glare. Instantly, Phineas scrambled out of the room after them.

As soon as the others outside spotted Phineas' dreadful condition, they held their breaths and kept
their silence.

When Tristan and Sophie went to the parking lot, Sophie came to a stop outside of the car.

“What's the matter? Aren't we going to the hospital? Why are you standing here?” Tristan curiously
asked. He knew that Sophie was protective of the people around her. Moreover, Sophie felt grateful
toward Wilma for her kindness, and thus, there was no way she would allow Wilma's abuser to go
unpunished.

“I don't want to be in the same car as that man.” Every time she thought about how he had beaten
Wilma into that state, she would feel anger flare up in her.

“I see...” Tristan trailed off, walking over to open the trunk before glancing at Phineas. “Are you going to
get in there yourself, or do you want me to help you with it?”



Phineas was speechless.

But... that's the trunk. I'll suffocate inside, won't I?

“Mr. Tristan, I—” Phineas started, but Tristan's intense gaze shut him up and made him crawl into the
trunk of his own accord.

Then, Tristan closed the trunk.

He was already showing Phineas mercy by not killing him back in the club. However, that mercy was
because they were going to let Wilma make the decision.

“Let's go,” Sophie said flatly as if they had not just forced a man into the trunk.

After all, the hospital was only half an hour's drive away, so it was unlikely that Phineas would die.

Meanwhile, Phineas was trembling in the narrow trunk.

He was drunk when he hit Wilma, so he failed to keep his strength in check.

He had never anticipated such an outcome.

Soon, they reached the hospital, and Tristan opened the trunk to let the fearful Phineas crawl out of it.

“Don't be scared. We won't kill you,” Sophie uttered to him. “Though, I think you'll end up with a fate
worse than death.”



Phineas inhaled sharply.

“Ms. Sophie, I know I've made a mistake. Besides, this is a matter between me and my wife.” You can't
do this to me, was what went unsaid.

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