HIS REGRET (Ex-Husband wants Me Back) novel Chapter 930

Thud!

The sound of a fist colliding with bone echoed violently through the corridor. Silas's head snapped to the side, sending several drops of blood spraying onto the floor. His body shifted half a step, his leather shoes scraping as he fought to keep his balance.

For a moment...

The entire corridor fell silent.

Even Silas's men, who had already raised their weapons, froze in place, never expecting their leader to be struck first.

Silas slowly turned his head back into place. His jaw moved slightly as he made sure the bone was still intact. The tip of his tongue swept across the blood trickling from the corner of his mouth before he wiped it away with his thumb. When he saw the red stain, he merely let out a quiet chuckle.

"Is that all?"

He spat onto the floor. A drop of blood landed with it, leaving a crimson stain on the cracked concrete. The corner of his mouth lifted once more, as though the punch had been nothing more than a casual greeting.

"I thought you'd be angrier."

Before the echo of his voice had completely faded, Silas lunged first. His fist shot toward Cale's temple at an angle that was almost impossible to evade. But just before it reached its target, Cale merely tilted his head by a fraction of an inch.

The force of the punch swept across Cale's face without touching his skin. In the same motion, his left hand clamped around Silas's wrist with enough strength to make the muscles in the man's arm instantly tense, while his right elbow slammed into his opponent's ribs, leaving him no room to breathe.

Thud!

The impact sounded dull, but it was forceful enough to make several of Silas's men instinctively exchange glances. Silas let out a quiet hiss. His breath caught for a moment, yet he showed no intention of retreating. Instead, he twisted his body, using Cale's grip as a pivot, then drove his shoulder as hard as he could into Cale's chest.

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