Getting My Ex-wife Back

A few men about Jacky’s age sat on both sides. There were no elders among them.

It was apparent they were men Jacky had taken under his wing.

Chairs had been arranged neatly on both sides, but the four chairs at the front were empty.

“Mr. Richards and Mr. Whalen.” Jacky turned around to look at Jepherson and Zorion as the two of them stood side by side in silence.

“Please.” Jacky gestured for them to sit on the left side, and Jepherson took a seat, Zorion following suit.

Then, Jacky spoke, “For many years, the residents of Waverly Village lived in harmony. Although we are part of the country, we’ve always had our set of rules.”

“Men are not allowed to commit adultery, and women are prohibited to steal or engage in prostitution. This is the first rule I had set. Brothers cannot fight each other, and villagers cannot bully each other. There are more than a dozen rules in total, one of which is no rebellions.”

“Before this, I had always regarded Logan as my brother. But when I brought another friend to visit, he conspired with outsiders and intercepted us on the way, nearly killing my friend.”

“I, Jacky Scott, have never done a friend wrong. Jack Town Hotel will not sit back and do nothing.”

Everyone was silent. Jacky walked up to Logan, who was kneeling, then said, “Logan and I grew up together, and I treated him as my brother. He would never do such a thing by chance.”

“With all parties here today, I will not beat around the bush either. Logan betrayed me because of a woman named Rossie Lautner.”

“What do you have to say for yourself, Logan?”

Jacky lowered his gaze and stared at Logan. Logan laughed. “There’s nothing to say. My fate is sealed. Do whatever you want.”

Jacky looked around, and someone came up, presenting three knives.

Looking at Zorion, Jacky said, “It happened in the Whalen family’s territory; they definitely will not sit idly by. One knife…”

Zorion remained silent.

“Someone in the Richards family got hurt; they definitely will not take this lying down. One knife…”

Jepherson did not speak.

Jacky focused his gaze on Logan and continued, “Waverly Village would like to apologize for that person. One knife…”

None of the attendants spoke.

“These three knives will put an end to our grudges. It’s up to fate whether he survives this or not. Any objections?”

No one spoke; Logan’s eyes were fixed on the ground.

Jacky threw a knife on the ground and barked, “Come on.”

Logan lifted his head and looked at Jacky as he reached for the knife. He plunged it directly into his chest but merely let out a muffled groan. Everyone in the room stared at him.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

“Huff…” Logan’s breathing grew labored after the stab, sweat gathering on his forehead.

But he was still kneeling.

Jacky grabbed the second knife and threw it on the ground. Logan barely managed to pick up the knife before thrusting it into his chest for the second time. This time, his body wavered, and he almost lost his balance.

Without hesitation, Jacky threw the last knife onto the ground. Logan held the knife firmly and stabbed it into his chest once more before collapsing.

Jacky announced, “The grudge will now end after three stabs. Everyone, please leave.”

Jepherson stood up and strode towards the exit. Zorion did the same, taking a glance at the dying Logan before he left.

They returned to their cars and left Waverly Village.

Jacky ordered his men to close the door after they left. He turned to look at the unconscious Logan and said, “From today onwards, Logan is no longer one of Jack Town Hotel’s members, but he was born and raised here; no one is allowed to bully him. The past is in the past. I’m warning you; if I find out any of you disobey me, don’t blame me for turning my head against you.”

No one spoke. Then, Jacky said, “You are dismissed.”

Everyone got up from their seats. They were all sons of the wealthy from various industries in Waverly Village, all under Jacky’s command. Jacky had assigned them to be in charge of different areas of the village, and they were required to be present whenever there was an incident.

The door closed once more after everyone left. With that, Jacky turned to look at Logan and bent down to help him up.

Logan had blacked out; Jacky had already arranged for a doctor in the back room so he could immediately be treated. However, the doctor said, “Jacky, I’m afraid it’s not going to work. All three knives had caused real damage to his vital organs. Even if he survives, he would be crippled for life.”

Jacky stood beside Logan and replied, “Better than being dead; I’ll support him if he is crippled.”

With that, he left, waiting at the door the entire night while the doctor tried his best, and thank the heavens Logan managed to survive.

When Jacky checked on Logan in the morning, the doctor told him Logan’s life was no longer in danger.

Staring at Logan as he lay on the bed, Jacky ordered, “Have someone look after him. Tell me when he wakes up.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Jacky left the room and walked out of the house after putting on a black puffer jacket, smoking a cigarette as he walked down the street.

He arrived at the village’s entrance without even realizing it. To his surprise, Jepherson and Zorion hadn’t left, and Jacky paused when he saw their cars outside.

Jepherson got out of the car. Jacky threw away the cigarette butt in his hand and stood inside the village, staring at Jepherson as he came over. On the other hand, Zorion remained inside his car.

“What happened?” Rossie asked.

“There’s a traitor in Waverly Village. He set Santiago up.”

“You guys are here to settle scores with Jacky?” Rossie asked. Zorion replied, “This isn’t about settling scores with him, but taking a clear stance.”

“What stance? What does it have to do with him? Don’t you think it’s cruel for you to drive him into a corner? Everyone makes mistakes; aren’t you guys doing this just so that he would make a statement? The only people who could betray him can only be someone close to him. Do you think it’s okay to let him hurt his brother?”

Zorion stared at her and said, “You don’t understand men’s thinking.”

“Are you going to kill me if I betray you?” Rossie thought Zorion was cruel; it had nothing to do with gender but personality.

“Even if we don’t come, Jacky would still have done the same. Waverly Village functions just like Capital City; they have their rules. He needs to establish his power and uphold justice.”

Rossie stared at him and said nothing; he wasn’t wrong.

Pursing her lips, she turned her head away, looking elsewhere.

Suddenly Zorion said, “If we hadn’t been together, I would have thought…”

“You would have thought what?”

Rossie’s face was full of curiosity. Zorion glanced at her and said, “Nothing.”

With that, the car fell silent.

Rossie looked out the window and placed her hands against the glass like a child eager to see the outside world.

Zorion crossed his legs and commented, “You may go out if you want to. You won’t be in danger.”

She turned around and looked at him. “I don’t intend to. I’m just curious what they’re talking about.”

Zorion raised his eyebrows. “You may go down and listen.”

Rossie didn’t reply.

She leaned against the door and fidgeted with her hands. Zorion stared at her hands and suddenly felt uncomfortable; his thoughts ran wild.