Chapter 517 Wounded Manhood

“OWW!” Jebediah screamed like a pig. He pressed his hands against the area which Charlotte had kicked, and his tall body crouched. The veins on his forehead were popping. He gnashed his teeth as he glared at Charlotte. Unfortunately, he was in such pain that he could not speak. “Hahaha!” Charlotte openly burst into laughter. “You were acting all high and mighty, weren’t you, Uncle Jebediah? Why do you look like a drowning dog now? Scared?” “You… You…” Jebediah moved his lips with great difficulty as he ground out a weak tone. Charlotte shrugged. “Hmm? Why do you sound like you’re dying, Uncle Jebediah? Could you speak a little louder? I can’t hear you!” Jebediah felt an urge to lunge at Charlotte and strangle her. However, he had no idea how much strength Charlotte, the tramp, had used against him. Her kick was so agonizing that he could barely breathe, let alone seek vengeance… Charlotte’s gaze showed no sign of sympathy as she stared at his horribly agonized state. “Jebediah