Beauties All Around

Chapter 2. Hid in the Wardrobe

Steve Lee's heart was pounding. With such a beautiful and soft woman in his arms, it was incredibly difficult not to make a mistake.

Shelly Swift seemed to see through his thoughts and slowly lay down on the yoga mat, looking as if she was ready to be picked.

On the TV, the yoga instructor's voice continued to ring out, "This position must be standard and forceful! Don't hesitate..."

Looking at the hot and seductive landlady, Steve Lee's breathing became more and more rapid. He felt that he was about to lose control in the next second.

"Aren't you coming?"

Shelly Swift's face was as red as a peach, her skin flushed, and she asked in a gentle voice.

That voice alone, like the whisper of the devil, completely broke Steve Lee's defenses.

Just as he was about to pounce on her soft body, ready to take good care of his neighbor's wife , the door outside suddenly made the sound of a key being turned.

"Click, click!"

Steve Lee was frightened . He jolted up and looked at Shelly Swift nervously.

"Don't panic, I locked it."

Shelly Swift's face was also a little flustered, but she quickly calmed down and pointed to the large wardrobe next to her. "It might be him coming back... You can go hide in there ."

With no other choice, Steve Lee could only pull up his pants and hurriedly hide in the wardrobe next door.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

The door was suddenly slammed open, and the neighbor, Huge Morland, barged in angrily.

"Smack!"

As soon as he entered, he raised his hand and gave Shelly Swift a resounding slap, knocking her to the ground. Her originally delicate face was now swollen.

"You stinky woman, why did you lock the door? Why didn’t you open the door for me?"

Huge Morland had a flat head and was wearing a blue sailor shirt. He was burly and strong, with a strong smell of alcohol on him. He pointed at Shelly Swift and cursed.

Steve Lee hid in the wardrobe, watching this scene through a small gap. His heartbeat could not help but accelerate, and he also began to feel indignant.

This Huge Morland was too unreasonable. Why did he hit his wife as soon as he came in?

His wife was lonely and bored, and he kindly helped her solve the problem. What was wrong with that? Was it necessary to resort to violence?

"Keep your voice down... Outsiders may hear it, and it will also wake up Jennie..."

Although Shelly Swift had been slapped, she still maintained a certain level of rationality. She got up and said.

"F*ck, Why should I care if outsiders hear it!"

Huge Morland spat out sour-smelling alcohol and scolded Shelly Swift, "You stinky woman, why did you lock the door? Don't you want me to come home? Let me tell you, I have a share of this house!"

Shelly Swift closed the door and turned to look at him. "No matter what you do, there's no way our days can go on like this. You should sign the divorce agreement sooner. It's good for both of us."

Steve Lee heard her clearly and could not help but be a little surprised.

Did Shelly Swift actually want a divorce?

"f**k, say it one more time!"

Huge Morland's forehead was bulging with veins as he lifted his foot and kicked Shelly Swift hard, knocking her down to the ground. He then mounted her and unleashed a flurry of punches.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The loud commotion woke up Jennie, who was sleeping in the room. The four-year-old girl opened the door and was terrified by the scene, sitting on the ground and crying loudly.

Steve Lee felt conflicted, hesitating whether to go out or not. After all, he had an illicit background, and if he went out at this moment, everything would become complicated.

"Why are you crying, you useless brat? Get back to your room!"

Seemingly annoyed by the crying, Huge Morland shouted at his daughter.

Jennie trembled in fear and scurried back into the room like a frightened little mouse.

"Why are you being so harsh to the child?"

Shelly Swift pushed and shoved Huge Morland, unable to bear it any longer because of her concern for their child.

"Shut up! f**k!"

"Smack!"

Huge Morland delivered another heavy slap, completely disorienting Shelly Swift.

Seeing his woman bleeding from the assault, Huge Morland stood up satisfied. He opened a nearby drawer, took out a bankbook, and prepared to leave.

Suddenly, Shelly Swift snapped back to reality. She grabbed hold of Huge Morland's pants leg, enduring the pain in her body, and shouted at him, "No, not that! That's the money saved for Jennie's piano lessons..."

"What the hell does she need to learn the piano for?"

Huge Morland kicked Shelly Swift away impatiently, cursing, "Her old man is barely making ends meet, and she wants to learn the piano? And you, stop f*****g around with that yoga s**t, who the hell are you trying to impress? f**k! Since you're free in the evenings, find a job and make some money to support me, got it? Tomorrow night, I'll come back for the money, so have it ready! Otherwise, I'll f*****g kill you!"

With that, Huge Morland angrily left the room.

After a while, when there was no more sound, Steve Lee cautiously opened the cupboard door and emerged from it.

Jennie, seemingly exhausted from crying, had already fallen asleep in the room, and her cries had ceased.

Feeling a bit awkward and annoyed, Steve Lee looked at Shelly Swift, who was sitting in the chair and wiping her injured face.

"Um... Are you okay? Do you want me to take you to see a doctor?"

"No need."

Compared to before, Shelly Swift's attitude had noticeably changed, and her voice sounded cold as she said, "Don't worry about it. Sorry for making you witness this."

Her husband, Huge Morland, made some money playing cards a few years ago and ever since then, he became obsessed with gambling. He quit his good job and spends every day in the mahjong room, losing almost all the money they had at home. This time he came back to get money from the family.

Steve Lee didn't know what to say and felt extremely awkward.

"You can leave," Shelly Swift issued an eviction notice.

"Um... what can I do?" Steve Lee finally couldn't help but ask.

Shelly Swift looked at him coldly and asked, "What's the use of asking that when the game is already over? If you were a real man, you should have..."

"I've already figured it out. No one can protect us and Jennie..." She lowered her head halfway through her words. "Forget it, you can go back. It's my family's business, you don't need to worry about it."

"..."

Steve Lee fell silent, knowing that staying wouldn't make a difference, so he sighed and left Shelly Swift's house, returning to his rented room.

Lying in bed, he felt more and more frustrated and felt like a loser.

But this was indeed their family matter, and he was just trying to get some excitement, so he shouldn't meddle too much...

However, as soon as he closed his eyes, images of Shelly Swift being beaten and Jennie crying kept replaying in his mind...

Steve Lee tossed and turned all night and eventually fell into a deep sleep.

...

The next morning, Steve Lee woke up early and went out to work, coincidentally running into Shelly Swift who was about to take the child somewhere.

To hide her injuries, she wore sunglasses and a mask. Usually, Steve Lee would offer to accompany them for a while.

But today, after they met, Shelly Swift seemed unfamiliar, avoiding eye contact and walking with her head down.

"Mom, why isn't Uncle giving us a ride today?" Jennie asked innocently.

Shelly Swift shook her head, picked up Jennie, and turned to go downstairs.

Steve Lee felt a pang of pain from being ignored, feeling very uncomfortable.

As a result, he felt distracted throughout the day at work, lacking energy, and almost delivered the wrong things, getting scolded by the production manager.

After returning home in the evening, Steve Lee had no mood to watch videos. He sat at the small table, drinking to pass the time.

After three rounds of drinks, suddenly there was a loud banging on the door from outside.

After a while, there were shouts from Huge Morland, arguments from Shelly Swift, and Jennie's crying.

"Damn it, you f*****g woman, you only brought me this little money? Where's the property deed? Where?"

"Huge Morland, have you gone crazy? If you sell the house, where will Jennie and I live?"

"Damn it, show me the property deed! Otherwise, I'll kill both of you!"

"Even if I die, I won't let you sell the house!"

"Damn it, you're defying me!"

Huge Morland was clearly consumed by anger, and it seemed like even the house was going to be sold.

Then, there was the sound of a physical altercation, and Jennie's crying grew louder.

Steve Lee finished his last sip of the drink, and the image of the way Shelly Swift looked at him earlier flashed in his mind. Finally, he made up his mind, picked up the empty bottle, and stood up.

Pushing open his own door, Shelly Swift's house was right across. Perhaps due to Huge Morland's sudden arrival, the door wasn't closed tightly and had a slight gap.

"Damn it, if you don't give it to me, I'll kill you!"

Through the crack in the door, Huge Morland's fierce roar could be heard. .

At this moment, Huge Morland was straddling Shelly Swift, just like yesterday, raining down punches on her once beautiful face, leaving one bruise after another.

"Bang!"

Steve Lee kicked open the door, walked in with steady strides, and the corridor light fell on his back.

Seeing his arrival, Shelly Swift didn't react at all. She lay on the ground, disheveled, blood on her forehead, staring blankly with eyes that seemed to have lost all hope, like a numb corpse.

Huge Morland also paused for a moment, then glared at him with a ferocious look, and cursed, "Who the f**k let you in? Do you want to die?"

Seeing Shelly Swift covered in bruises, Steve Lee gritted his teeth and said to Huge Morland, "Let her go !"

"Damn it, she's my woman. I can beat her however I want. What's it to you?"

Huge Morland, who was tall and robust, didn't take Steve Lee seriously at all. He directly threatened, "Who the hell do you think you are! Get the hell out of here, got it?"

Upon hearing the continued arrogant insults from the other party, Steve Lee's breathing became heavy, his eyes turned red, and he burst out, " Your motherfucker!"

"Crack!"

In Huge Morland's astonished gaze, Steve Lee swung the bottle in his hand and fiercely smashed it down on his head!