Chapter 1375
Jenson''s face appeared sullen. "Destroying myself?"
Suddenly, he took a revolver out of the drawer and ced the muzzle on Baby Robbie''s temple.
"Don''t tempt me!"
Baby Robbie was slightly taken aback. Even so, a wry smile filled his eyes.
Jenson was... afraid he was the one on the wrong path?
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Then, the sound of someone mming the door panel came from outside their room.
Jenson walked over to open the door and saw Zayne holding onto his nket while standing
outside. He was drooping his head while saying dejectedly, "Jens, I had a small quarrel with your
aunt and she kicked m e out. I have no other options but to sleep with you tonight."
Before Jenson had the chance to refuse him, Zayne shoved himself past the door and walked
inside.
It was a standard room, and one nce was enough to see the entire area. The bedroom was
connected to the living room, and it was divided by a transparent ss door.
Zayne spread the nket on the sofa andy down facing the direction of the bedroom. He was
looking
straight at Baby Robbie.
Baby Robbie had a lively and mischievous temperament. He deliberatelyy sideways on the bed
and poked his head toward Zayne.
"You fought with your wife?" Baby Robbie happily teased him. "If you guys are quarreling, why are
you the one who gets kicked out and not your wife?"
Zayne was a man living under the shadow of his wife. Even though he loved his wife very much, he
was most afraid that others would look down on him for being henpecked. Hence, he always
wanted to prove his authority as the family leader in front of others.
Then, he proudly retorted, "I let her win.”
Baby Robbie rolled his eyes at him. "You let her win, or you couldn’t win her?"
Zayne sat up angrily. "She''s clearly the weaker sex. How could I not win her?"
While speaking, he suddenly realized that the other party was merely a prisoner. Why did he bother
chatting with him?
He red at Baby Robbie. "You ought to be worried for yourself. For all the wicked things you did to
my sister, my brother-inw will definitely not let this slide."
Baby Robbie''s expression turned gloomy. Would his daddy not forgive him anymore since he was
such a wife-doting husband?
Jenson looked at Baby Robbie''s dejected expression and suddenly asked with concern, "You need
any water?"
He still remembered that Baby Robbie had a habit of drinking water before going to bed.
Baby Robbie nodded cheerfully. "Yeah."
Jenson turned around to pour some water for Baby Robbie.
Zayne''s mouth widened in horror. Jenson was the prince who never lifted a finger in his life, yet he
took the initiative to serve this prisoner?
He knew that their rtionship was unusual.
Zayne began to show his annoying side. "Jens, pour a ss of water for Uncle as well."
Jenson retorted coldly, "Don’t you have hands?"
Zayne eximed in dissatisfaction, "You''d rather give water to the prisoner than your dearest uncle,
Jens? I knew the two of you have an unusual rtionship.”
Jenson walked toward Zayne. "Do you want me to serve you?"
Zayne nodded.
Jenson walked to the corner and brought a rope over. Then, he tied Zayne’s hand to the marble
coffee table next to him.
Zayne was stunned and started howling. "Jens, what
are you doing?"
Jenson continued to tie Zayne up and coldly said," Only people without properly working limbs are
eligible to enjoy the care of others."
Zayne,
He sighed dejectedly. "I really want to open up that head of yours and see what''s inside. Will it be
different from us normal people?"
Jenson proudly retorted, "There''s no need to open it u p. Ours are properly carved and folded, while
yours is probably t."
Zayne asked suddenly, "Are you saying that your uncle doesn''t have folds in his brain?"
Jenson nodded.