Go After My Ex-wife novel Chapter 1447

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. Harvey and Mr. Atkinson." 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, nTristany 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 betRhysed 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 Atkinson family's territory; they definitely will not sit idly by. One knife..."

Zorion remained silent.

"Someone in the Harvey 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.

"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.

Zorion stared at her and said, "You don't understand men's thinking."

"Are you going to kill me if I betRhys 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.