Sweet Revenge By Nuit Chapter 512


    Chapter 512 What’s He Thinking?


    Bridger didn’t know how to fight. Besides, Paisley had a sneak attack, so he wasn’t prepared for it.


    Because of the impact, he was thrown toward her.


    “Ouch!” His nose hit Paisley’s mouth hard. The two of them both felt pain.


    Paisley felt his lips numb because of his nose bone and his teeth. Bridger felt a lump in his throat and


    almost burst into tears. “Paisley, what are you doing?”


    He covered his nose and struggled to stand up. Tears were rolling in his eyes, but he tried his best


    to hold them back.


    This woman was so strange and unpredictable. If it weren’t for her, he would definitely get angry.


    “You aren’t a martial artist?” Letting go of her hand, Paisley confirmed what she was thinking.


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    Just now, she thought that since Simon knew martial arts and was good at fighting, maybe the Palmer


    family was a hidden ancient martial arts family, and their people might know martial arts. So she tested


    Bridger’s martial arts.


    Obviously, he was a martial artist!


    He might be pretending, but with her martial arts skills, she could still tell that Bridger didn’t have any


    internal force at all, and his breath was not as steady as that of a martial artist. Obviously, he


    wasn’t one.


    “Of course, I’m not! The Palmer family is not a martial arts n like yours!” He touched his nose and


    couldn’t helpining.


    However, in his mind, he was thinking, if I knew martial arts, I would have already taken you down.


    There was no need for me to be afraid of you and to tangle with you like this?


    Of course, he couldn’t say it out loud, but he still coaxed her, “Paisley, what’s wrong with you? By the


    way, you haven’t told me who hurt you. Don’t worry. Although I can’t fight, my family in Washington


    can’t be underestimated. I will definitely find that person out and bring him on ropes in front of you,


    at your disposal!”


    He thought Paisley was testing whether he knew martial arts or not for this, so he promised


    confidently.


    Even if he didn’t know how to fight, he didn’t care about it. In this modern era, martial skills were


    useless. Martial artists worked for bosses. As long as he had money, he could do anything!


    “Really?” With a snort, Paisley took the water from the servant and took a sip. The smell of blood in her


    mouth faded a little, which reminded her how strong Simon was.


    She had learned martial arts for so many years, and the number of real injuries was very few. She had


    been injured more seriously than this before, but the guy who hit her was also seriously


    injured.


    But this time…


    Obviously, Simon was much stronger than her, which was terrible. He was difficult to deal with. If he


    was with Silvia, Paisley really had no chance of winning.


    No way! After so many years of learning, she thought she was almost invincible in the world, and there


    were few opponents. But she did not expect that there was really a stronger guy than her.


    Bridger was still trying his best to prove himself. “Paisley, trust me. No one dares to bully you. By the


    way, do you know who hurt you? In Washington, who dares to hurt my woman?”


    “Will


    you really help me take revenge?” Paisley asked as she sat up straight and put down the ss.


    It was rare for her to talk to him in such a low voice. Bridger was stunned for a moment.


    When he came to his senses, he nodded immediately. “Yes, that’s for sure. Who dares to hurt my


    woman? Paisley, tell me who that guy is. I’ll tie him up and cut him into pieces to avenge you!”


    “It’s Simon.” She licked the blood on the corner of her mouth and said lightly.


    “It’s him! How dare he…” Bridger was so excited that he continued to show his loyalty and sincerity with


    a bright smile on his face. He didn’t realize what he was talking about until he was in the


    middle of the sentence. “Who? Who did you say?”


    He suspected that he had misheard.


    “Simon, your nephew! What? You don’t want to hurt him?” In a leisurely tone, Paisley put her hands on


    his shoulders, staring at him as if she was examining his sincerity from the bottom of her heart. “It turns


    out that what you said just now is really a lie to me. I thought you were different from other men, but I


    didn’t expect you to be the same.”


    “Forget it. I was wrong!” She sighed, put down her arms, stood up, and was about to stand up.


    “Wait, no, I didn’t mean that…” Bridger panicked. He reached out his hand and pulled her back to sit


    down. “I didn’t hear it clearly. Who did you say? Simon? It’s Simon from the Palmer family. Not


    another Simon? Are you sure?”


    “What? Can they have the same face with the same name?” Paisley nced at him angrily and


    said, “Or, there are many Simon in Washington. They have the same name, and they look exactly the


    same. Or do you have many twins in your family?”


    Bridger was rendered speechless.


    “How … could he?”


    “You really don’t believe me!” Paisley pretended to be angry.


    “It’s not that I don’t believe you. But Paisley, you’re a martial arts master. You’re really good at fighting.


    I’ve heard of your brilliant skills, and I’ve also seen that. Simon…” He paused for a moment and said in


    a low voice. “It’s not that I underestimated him. Although he has learned some skills, he can’t hurt you


    like this, right?”


    At first, she thought Simon was no match for her.


    But Bridger didn’t seem to know it at all. Paisley looked at him and asked, “You don’t know that Simon


    can’t fight? Don’t you know that your family is not a hidden ancient martial arts family? Aren’t you


    practicing it secretly with a peerless scripture?”


    Bridger couldn’t help but burst intoughter. “Paisley, what are you thinking about? What are you


    thinking about? The hidden ancient martial arts? Do you think there are so many ancient martial arts


    families in the world? It’s true that we have been doing business for generations, and it’s true that our


    business is very big, but as for martial arts…”


    He couldn’t help smiling and shook his head as if it was a big joke.


    It seemed that he really didn’t know, or it was not what she thought.


    But if what Bridger said was true, then how could Simon be such a powerful martial artist? And how


    could it be said that the Palmer family had a very powerful martial arts scripture?


    “You just said that Simon has learned some boxing skills. What does it mean? Who did he learn it


    from? When and where did he learn it?”


    The serious look on her face made Bridger stop joking. He asked curiously, “Did Simon really hurt you?


    Why … did he hurt you? Is it because of me?”


    Paisley was rendered speechless.


    What’s he thinking?