shameless ex-wife

Seeing them, the man with alcohol on his breath visibly showed fear, involuntarily stepping back. The elevator was so small, he immediately leaned against the compartment wall.

The man with the ear stud canceled all the floors that were pressed, then stood at the elevator door, preventing it from closing.

"Heh heh, when are you going to pay back the money?" a man with a beer belly swaggered up to the man with alcohol, saying fiercely. It was clear he was the leader among the four.

The man with alcohol had been glaring at Eugene proudly just now, but in front of the man with the beer belly, he seemed like a little chicken facing an eagle, trembling in fear. "Boss, give me a couple more days, I'll definitely pay you back."

"Give you more time? How many times have I given you more time?" The man with the beer belly slapped the man with alcohol's face, making a loud sound.

The man with alcohol didn't even dare to dodge, just kept begging for mercy.

Eugene sighed. "I don't care about your debts, but what's the point of blocking the elevator for others?"

"If you have a problem, say it outside, don't hinder others here," he added.

"F**k, get the hell out of here!" The man with the beer belly pressed the man with alcohol's face with one hand, while turning his head to shout at Eugene.

Would Eugene be afraid of him?

He'd simply exit the elevator without saying a word!

If this were the end of the world, a single thought could have him killing these people several times over!

Of course, it's not the end of the world yet. If he were to shoot these four men with bullets from another dimension, he'd inevitably end up in jail. He'd have to explain where the bullets came from, and the trouble would be more than considerable.

However, even without using bullets, he wasn't afraid at all.

After a month of training, the results were already showing.

His physical fitness was already above 99% of people before, and now he had taken it to another level.

Four against one?

He found it quite easy.

"Even if you're the owners, you don't have the right to rush people, especially not now!" Eugene shook his head. "If anyone should leave, it's you. Hurry up, you've already wasted quite a bit of my time."

"Damn!" The beer-bellied man spat, and the other three lackeys, seeing their boss angry, also glared angrily at Eugene. The thug with the ear stud even reached out directly to grab Eugene's collar.

Bang!

Eugene punched, and the thug with the ear stud immediately bent over, kneeling and wailing.

Seeing Eugene still willing to fight, the beer-bellied man and his two companions all became furious, throwing punches at him.

Bang, bang, bang. In the chaos, the four men were successively kicked and dragged out of the elevator.

And Eugene?

He also got hit a few times, but with his formidable physical fitness, taking a few punches was nothing, just a bit painful.

"I didn't fight enough, lack of experience. Otherwise, I probably would have taken a few less hits, or even none." Eugene pondered. Besides, the elevator was too small, there was no space to dodge or move.

This time, no one was blocking the elevator. The doors quickly closed, and Eugene pressed the button for the 15th floor.

"Don't think helping me means I'll thank you!" the man with alcohol suddenly said. "I didn't ask for your help."

Listen to this guy, speaking like a person?

Eugene glanced at him, wondering why this person seemed to have such a strong hostility towards him. Unless... envy of wealth.

Eugene suddenly realized, looking at this man reeking of alcohol and clearly burdened with a lot of debt, it was obvious he wasn't doing well. On the other hand, everyone in the neighborhood knew about Eugene winning 500 million, so naturally, this man looked down on him.

This could also explain why this man's first glance at him was envy, and the second was disdain, probably cursing him for being nouveau riche in his heart.

Eugene chuckled, hitting the sore spot, saying, "How much do you owe them?"

The man with alcohol suddenly seemed like he had been hit in a sore spot, and shut his mouth.

"Or how about this, I'll help you press the 1st-floor button later. Those four people should still be on the 1st floor," Eugene continued.

The man with alcohol shuddered again, clearly afraid.

Only then did Eugene say calmly, "Although I didn't intervene for your sake, I did help you. It's fine if you don't say thank you, but speaking ill of me is not right. You owe me an apology."

With that, he placed his finger on the button for the 1st floor. He really didn't mind going back to the 1st floor to throw the man with alcohol out.

The man with alcohol cowered and had to say, "I'm sorry."

"I can't hear you," Eugene said lightly.

"I'm sorry!" The man with alcohol raised his voice, feeling extremely wronged. Having just experienced Eugene's strength, how could he dare to act? He could only clench his fists tightly, feeling a deep sense of resentment.

Eugene sneered, "Thank goodness it's now. If it were the end of the world, I'd just shoot you with a bullet, and even if you died, it would be for nothing!"

Ding!

At this moment, the elevator arrived at the 15th floor, and Eugene stepped out.

The elevator doors closed again, and he immediately heard a muffled sound from inside. It should be the man with alcohol kicking the elevator, venting his frustration and anger.

Well, he couldn't be bothered with him, just a small fry.

"Be more respectful, or when the apocalypse comes, I'll seduce your wife with food and play with her right in front of you!"

Thinking of Cathy's charm and maturity, Eugene still had some interest.

His wife should be Cathy, right?

Bang, bang, bang, the door was knocked on.

Eugene thought it might be the man with alcohol. He wondered how he suddenly got the courage. Looking through the peephole, it turned out to be Claire.

Strange?

Not at all.

On the contrary, Eugene was a bit puzzled. Why did his ex-wife suddenly come knocking today?

"Eugene, I know you're inside," Claire said in the gentlest tone possible, "Open the door first, I have something important to tell you."

What could she say?

Nothing other than "I was wrong before, please forgive me" and "I will be devoted to you in the future." Heh, what else?

He won the jackpot!

If Claire knew, this money had already rolled into over 10 billion, she probably would be ten times more enthusiastic, ready to cut ties with the Walker family with just a word.

The apocalypse hasn't arrived yet, so he couldn't harm her. Might as well have some fun with her.

"If you have something to say, say it outside," Eugene said lightly.

Claire, on the other hand, was delighted.

Since that dinner, this was the first time she could "face to face" talk to Eugene.

Being able to stand up for herself was progress.

"Eugene, I know I was wrong before," she said with utmost sincerity, "I also know that no matter what I say, it can't make up for the hurt you've suffered! But, I have to tell you, I have always loved you!"

"I got pregnant with Bruce's child because... I was raped by him!"

"I was a victim too, sob, sob, sob!"