Now, with Shari wounded and helpless, how could Linsey alone possibly stand against Harold s superior strength?

What happened next caught everyone off guard. Linsey raised the mop once more, swinging it directly at Harold s head.

A confident smirk crossed Harold s face. He had anticipated this clumsy attempt and effortlessly caught the mop head, stopping her attack cold.

The physical difference between them was undeniable. Linsey appeared completely overpowered.

Everyone braced for the inevitable beating when Linsey suddenly lifted her knee and drove it mercilessly into Harold s groin.

Agony contorted Harold s features as he let out a blood-curdling scream, his face draining of all color.

His grip on the mop faltered as excruciating pain overwhelmed his senses. Cold sweat beaded across his forehead within moments.

Linsey gazed down at Harold, who was now doubled over and barely standing, her voice carrying an icy calm. Perfect. Now we can take this straight to the police station. Save whatever you want to say for them.

Pain consumed Harold completely, leaving him unable to form any coherent response as he gasped and wheezed.

Get me an ambulance This psycho is trying to murder me!

Shari remained frozen in place, her mind reeling as she struggled to process what had just unfolded before her eyes.

Damn, that kick was brutal. Poor guy might never have sex again.

Serves him right for being such a jerk! Though she might get in trouble for hurting him like that.

A voice from the crowd murmured uncertainly, Maybe it s just me, but doesn t that woman look familiar? Like I ve seen her somewhere before

Those whispered comments jolted Shari back to her senses, tears threatening to spill from her eyes. She seized Linsey s hand desperately, her voice shaking with emotion. Linsey, you have to go. Right now. Let me handle this mess. I won t let you suffer because of my problems. No matter what happened to her, Shari refused to drag Linsey into deeper trouble.

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Anxiety and terror marked every line of Shari s face, yet her first concern remained Linsey s wellbeing.

Linsey drew a steadying breath and squeezed her hand firmly. Why would I run? The police will track me down eventually, whether I leave now or not.

Her peripheral vision caught sight of someone in the distance already dialing emergency services. Notably, no one seemed interested in calling an ambulance for Harold. Panic overwhelmed Shari.

You re right; you can t leave. The reality of the situation hit her as she pressed on urgently, I ll clarify the situation when the police get here.

And how exactly will you explain this to them? Linsey s lips curved into a knowing smile as she gestured toward the security camera mounted in the corner. Every second is recorded up there. I did kick him, and I m not about to deny it. The bastard had it coming.

Shari s gaze dropped to the floor, her teeth worrying her lower lip before she whispered, Harold is my husband. If I agree to handle this as a family matter, they won t press charges against you.

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