Chapter 49 Henry's Weapon

Mirabel screamed so hard at the gruesome sight. She stumbled backward, but Chase’s hand held her upright. Her rounded eyes took in the mangled, swollen, and bloody head like this was all a nightmare. “What the hell is that?!” “That, dear wife, is what happens to bastards who try to hurt you.” Chase leaned against her ear. “I had a lot of fun hunting him down like a pig. I would have brought you the head of the second man with him, whose name was Blake, but I sort of lost control.” Heart pounding, she glanced at him. “L-lost control?” “He was such a coward, hiding and sniveling. I hate men who don't face death with dignity. After watching the recording on his phone, seeing you being chased down, held down, and getting your clothes ripped apart… forgive me, wife, I opened up a flamethrower on him.” Flamethrower? A feverish glint entered his cold blue eyes. “I deeply enjoyed listening to his screams as he went up in flames, leaving nothing but charred bones, melted flesh, and ash w