Billionaire Ex-wife: I Can't Live Without You
Chapter 1871

“Honey, let’s avoid using such a lethal weapon.

Can we settle this with just our bare hands?”

He expressed his helplessness, but in her current state, Lucinda didn’t quite grasp what he was saying.

With a fierce determination in her eyes, she wriggled and pushed to free herself from his grip.

Once released, she swiftly made her way to the dressing table, poised to wreck everything in her path.

Nathan anticipated her next move and swiftly intervened.

“Honey, please don’t break anything.

The broken pieces might hurt you.

Instead, if you need to release your anger, you can hit me.

I promise I won’t move away.

”

She shot him a fierce glare and waved her hand at his face once more.

Anticipating another slap aimed at his face, he swiftly raised his arm to shield himself, and with a touch of plaintiveness, he said, “Please, spare my face.

It won’t look good all bruised up.

”

Lucinda had lost her composure and waved her left hand at his face again.

Nathan halted her once more while swiftly working on a solution.

He knew he couldn’t strike her back.

He couldn’t allow her to break things and didn’t want to be hit in the face.

Sighing, he regretted not asking Aldric for tranquilizers the previous night.

Now, what was his next move?

He pondered over Aldric’s words from the previous night.

In just a matter of moments, he reached a hasty conclusion.

He quickly snatched a belt from the coat rack and placed it in Lucinda’s hand.

“Go ahead, take out your frustration on me.

”

Lucinda’s face twisted into a frown as she took the belt, lashing out at him with it.

Rather than trying to evade, Nathan remained rooted in place.

One hand shielded his head and face, while the other safeguarded the delicate area between his legs, fearing that any harm to his vulnerable area might be irreversible.

The belt lashed out relentlessly, striking his back, waist, arms, chest, buttocks, and legs…

Every part of his body ached with pain, except for the sensitive areas he had protected.

Nathan clenched his teeth, enduring the pain in silence as he played the role of her punching bag.

The sharp sound of whipping pierced the dark, silent night, echoing eerily in the distance.

He was relieved he had sent the babies to his grandfather earlier.

They would have been terrified and crying otherwise.