Boomerang Love

"Naomi, what's going on?" While Ronald was still shouting in confusion, he was immediately pinned down on the massage bed by the men. Then, each of them began attending to Ronald.

Some massaged his legs, a few kneaded the back, and others squeezed the waist...

The next moment, Ronald began wailing, "Brendan, I'm doing this for your sake! I just wanted Naomi to relax..."

Hearing this, Brendan scoffed, "Is it still not enough?"

After Brendan spoke, Ronald was left wailing, having no energy to explain himself.

Bailey, lying on the bed next to him, watched Ronald wail with a terrified look. She immediately jumped off the bed.

She met Brendan's gaze and explained, "This has nothing to do with me. Ronald insisted on bringing me and Naomi here, saying that the male workers here looked like models."

"Bailey..." Tears streamed down Ronald's face. "Bailey, how could you betray me?"

Hearing Ronald's spine cracked, Bailey adjusted her clothes nervously. "Friends betray each other all the time. Endure it, and it'll pass. Naomi and I will take you out for some good food to make up for it tomorrow."

"I'm sorry, Brendan. I will never bring Naomi for a massage next time, and I won't find male models for her.

But he quickly realized his mistake. "I won't even find female ones for her!"

"Brendan! My bones are coming apart. My back feels numb." Brendan yelled in agony.

Hearing Brendan's cry, Bailey's smile froze at Brendan. He was ruthless even to his family. What a heartless man. If something happened to Ronald, how would Brendan explain it to his uncle?

"Naomi, save me. I'll really die if you don't." Ronald reached out to Naomi pitifully.

Normally, massages were relaxing and comfortable.

But the massage Brendan arranged for him traumatized Ronald. He wouldn't step foot in another massage parlor ever again. The thought of a massage alone was enough to make him tremble in fear.

Naomi sympathized with Ronald,/She turned to Brendan, who sat at the table, and gave him a light kick. That's enough, you don't need to go overboard."

Brendan took out a cigarette and lit it, taking a puff. "Apply more pressure."

Naomi's lips pursed into a thin line.

After a few more pitiful cries, Ronald looked up at Brendan. "Brendan, what did I do wrong? If you want me dead, at least let me know why!"

Brendan shrugged indifferently. "Your brain isn't working properly. So I hired them to clear it up for you Other families would usually help resolve issues between couples. After all, it wasn't wise to end a marriage due to a few quarrels.

Not only did Ronald urge Naomi to get a divorce, he even broughther to a massage parlor. Finding a man En. masseur was the last straw.

Hearing this, Ronald sobbed, "Brendan, I swear I'll think it through next time."

Seeing Ronald's lips were turning purple, Naomi's face fell. "Brendan Ludwig, aren't you afraid this will make him dumber? Do you plan to take care of him for the rest of your life?"

"I'll take care of him if he becomes disabled." Brendan huffed.

Naomi was furious and kicked Brendan hard. "Call them all off."

Brendan stubbed out his cigarette and patted the part of his pants that was kicked. "You still have the nerve to talk back?"

He continued angrily, "I've never even felt the touch of another weman before. And you're letting another man touch you all over?" This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.