Chapter 120
It was unpalatable and sweet.
How was it sweet? Did he take sugar for salt?
Hank immediately went into the kitchen and picked up the box of seasoning to see if it was sugar, salt, or monosodium glutamate. They were all placed in the same box, so he must have mistaken sugar for salt just now.
Before Hank got married, his mother cooked for him at home. After marriage, the Hunt sisters cooked for him. He did not have to cook all his life. It was no wonder the dish he cooked was unpalatable because he mistook sugar for salt.
Then, he looked at the pasta in the pot. Since Liberty had measured everything for him, the pasta was edible.
However, the spoiled Hank could not swallow plain pasta without any seasoning or meat.
Hank turned hot – tempered when he thought how hard he had worked for the first half of the day and came back without food on the table. He went into the room angrily and became more infuriated when he saw Liberty sitting on the bed, looking at her phone.
He suddenly stepped forward, slapped away Liberty‘s phone, grabbed Liberty‘s hair. He dragged her to the floor
and started throwing punches and kicks at Liberty. He did not yell at Liberty for fear of waking up his son who was fast asleep.
Liberty was unprepared for Hank‘s sudden attack and was dragged to the ground by her hair. When she came back to her senses, she retaliated immediately.
Hank was a man, and he caught her by surprise, so Liberty was still at a disadvantage even when she fought back.
However, Liberty would not admit defeat even if her face and nose were swollen and bruised because of Hank‘s beating. She remembered a colleague once told her that when a couple fought for the first time, the woman had to win no matter what and could never lose the fight. That way, the man would know that the woman was not easily bullied
That was the only way to restrain a man. If the woman lost the first fight, the man would become addicted to violence.
When it came to domestic violence, there would either be zero or countless occurrences.
Hank threw another punch at Liberty. Although she was in pain, she grabbed his fist tightly and bit down hard on his arm, so much so that Hank cried out in pain. Hank used his other hand to pull Liberty‘s hair, but the more he pulled, the harder Liberty‘s bite was.
“Liberty, let go! Let go of me! Let‘s let go of each other!” Hank shouted as he could not take it anymore.
He let go of his hand that was pulling Liberty‘s hair and used that hand to push Liberty away.
The moment he let go of Liberty, Liberty pounced at him.
In the past two years of being a mother, Liberty did not watch her figure and put on at least thirty to forty pounds after marriage. She pressed her full body weight on Hank, who felt like he was crushed by a boulder.
This time, Liberty had the upper hand. She took a deep breath and slapped both sides of Hank‘s face with all her might.
Liberty fought back just as hard as how Hank hit her earlier. She only stopped and got up from Hank‘s body when he cried and howled with blood at the corners of his mouth.
After gasping for a few breaths, Liberty turned around and went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife.
By then, Hank got up from the ground and called his parents and sister, telling them that he had taught Liberty a lesson, but Liberty retaliated. When he saw Liberty charging at him with a knife, Hank was horrified and did not bother to complain anymore. Hank was chased around the room and finally took the opportunity to run outside.
