His Childhood Sweetheart Poured Glue on Me and Pushed Me into the Pool: I Never Show Mercy to Traitors Chapter 05

His Childhood Sweetheart Poured Glue on Me and Pushed Me into the Pool: I Never Show Mercy to Traitors Chapter 05

The man leading them had murder in his eyes.

My brother.

Dane spun around, face twisted in anger.

“Who the FUCK are you? This is MY house-you wanna die?”

Rowan ignored him completely. His eyes locked on me, soaking wet and broken in the pool.

The killing intent in his gaze was almost tangible.

“IRIS!”

He didn’t hesitate. He jumped straight into the pool.

I held on to my last shred of consciousness, looking up at his familiar face.

“Rowan…”

Dane froze, eyebrows knitting together. He looked Rowan up and down, sneering.

“Iris, where the hell did you dig up this thug? Some back-alley casting call?”

“What is this, hired actors? Pathetic.”

Chloe hid behind Dane, giggling into her hand.

“Iris, even if you wanna guilt-trip Dane, don’t bring random gangsters here. I’m so scared.”

Rowan waded over to me, reaching out to lift me up.

Then he noticed something was wrong.

My clothes and skin were glued to the pool tiles.

Any pull sent searing pain through my body.

“AH!”

I screamed..

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Rowan froze. He looked down at the hardened industrial glue. The veins on his forehead bulged.

“Who did this?”

He turned, eyes scanning everyone on the deck.

Blondie swaggered forward, flipping his cue in his hand. He spat into the pool.

“Yeah, I did it. What are you gonna do about it, tough guy?”

“Boys, teach this clown a lesson!”

A few of them charged forward, swinging cues.

Rowan stood in the water, didn’t even look up. Four words, ice cold.

“Break their fucking legs.”

In less than thirty seconds, screams filled the air.

Blondie and his crew were pinned to the ground.

The bodyguards snapped their arms and legs without hesitation.

Dane’s face went white. He pointed at Rowan, voice shaking.

“You-I’m calling the cops!”

Rowan stepped out of the pool, eyes burning with fury.

“Hold him down.”

Two bodyguards grabbed Dane by the shoulders, locking him in place.

“Let GO! Do you know who I am? I’m the CEO of Steele Group!”

Rowan slapped him hard across the face.

Dane’s mouth filled with blood. His cheek swelled instantly.

“Steele Group? Not for long.”

Chloe screamed, scrambling backward.

Rowan glanced at her coldly.

“You like ice, huh?”

“Throw them in the deep end. With the ice.”

The bodyguards grabbed Blondie and the others like they weighed nothing.

They kicked them into the deep end of the pool.

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Then they dumped bucket after bucket of ice on their heads.

“HELP! IT’S FREEZING!”

Blondie thrashed in the icy water, all his earlier arrogance gone.

Chloe collapsed on the ground, legs shaking uncontrollably.

Rowan turned to the head bodyguard.

“Drain the pool. Get a medical team here NOW. Bring industrial-grade solvent,

He turned back, looking down at Dane pinned to the ground.

“You said if my sister apologized loud enough, you’d pull her out?”

Dane gritted his teeth, still trying to justify himself.

“So what she’s your sister?! She threatened Chloe first! I was just putting her in her place!”

“She was FAKING to get sympathy!”

I clung to the pool wall, hearing his twisted logic. My heart finally went cold.

Rowan let out a dark laugh and stomped on Dane’s hand.

Dane’s face contorted in agony. He screamed.

“Put My sister in her place?”

“Who the FUCK do you think you are?”

Rowan pressed down harder, voice ice-cold.

“Open your goddamn eyes and see if she was faking or not!”

Just then, the medical team rushed in with their kits.

A doctor jumped into the drained pool. One glance, and he gasped.

“Mr. Knight, the glue on Miss Knight is high-concentration industrial adhesive.”

“The glue’s fused to her skin. With the frostbite, if we don’t cut it off RIGHT NOW, she could lose limbs-or worse. Tissue death spreads FAST.”

Dane’s screaming stopped cold.

His eyes went wide with disbelief.

“You’re lying! Chloe bought craft glue for KIDS!”

Chloe flinched beside him, head dropping guiltily.

Rowan ignored Dane’s shock. He looked at me, eyes full of pain.

“Doctor, treat her NOW. I don’t care what it takes-save my sister!”

The doctor applied a special solvent to the edges of my wounds.

The chemicals touching my raw skin felt like being eaten alive by ants.

I bit my lip hard.

Rowan knelt beside me, gripping my good hand tightly.

“Iris. I’m here. I’m taking you home.”

I looked at his red-rimmed eyes. I couldn’t hold on anymore.

I passed out.