Hearing Aurora’s proposal, Owen couldn’t help but burst out laughing.
“You want to do a one-on-one with me?”
Owen stepped forward, cracking his knuckles. There was an arrogant smile on his lips.
“Forgot how I used to punch you like a sack of potato when we were little? Missing all those bruises and wounds now, little Aurora?” Owen teased.
Aurora stretched her neck a little and raised up her fists, getting into her fighting pose.
“Bring it in, Owen,” she said.
Owen snorted and pulled off his jersey, revealing his rock-hard muscles. He spent 20 hours a week in the gym to build this body. He was very proud of his huge biceps and firm chest.
Aurora was like a skinny chick in front of him. He could crush her into crumples with one thumb.
“Go get her son!” Hellen cried by the side
