Super Wife’s Three Babies novel Chapter 706

Chapter 706

Where’s Olivia?

Eugene’s mind whirred. Is she hurt?

He couldn’t care less about the ravenous wolfhounds as he rushed into the house. “Where is she? Where is my girlfriend?”

Realizing his arrival, the police responded frantically, “She’s in there! President Nolan, stay behind me! I’ll cover you!”

Eugene did not have the time to thank the officer. He darted toward the room, but the door would not budge. He slammed the door vehemently. “Olivia! Olivia, are you alright?!”

Olivia was sapped of her energy, yet she screamed with all her might nevertheless, “Eugene!”

However, Eugene did not hear her because of the noise. His heart sank into an abyss and he was driven to the edge. He promptly raised his foot to kick the door open.

Thud!

The door swung open from his kick, and he happened to witness Andy booting Olivia, sending her flying onto the glass-filled ground.

She rolled on the glass shards in pain, yet not even a sound escaped her lips. Her hair was a mess, and there was blood covering her face and hands. Needless to say, she might have sustained injuries on the other parts of her body as well.

At that moment, Eugene felt as if his head was going to explode. “Olivia!” he yelped and bolted his way to her with red-rimmed eyes.

He swung a kick at Andy, hindering him from attacking her. Eugene was evidently stronger than Olivia.

Andy’s body slammed against the opposite wall before sliding down onto the ground. He groaned unconsciously and coughed up blood.

The police, who were combating the dogs, sneaked a few peeks into the room before turning their head back to the front like they had seen nothing.

It was not until Andy was beaten to his last breath that Eugene tossed him onto the ground like trash.

With his glossy leather shoe, Eugene stepped on his chest. “Who are you working for?”

Andy’s bloody face was scrunched up in agony, yet he did not utter a word. The weight of Eugene’s foot grew heavier. “Are you dumb? Well, I’ve got many ways to pry that mouth of yours open.”

“You know what you’ve done,” Andy said in a weak voice.

“I don’t wanna hear any of your crap.”

Eugene stomped on his chest without a second thought. The weight almost consigned Andy to death’s doorstep as his body curled up in anguish. He failed to let out a sound as though his ribs were fractured.