Help! the four Alpha's are obsessed with me.-Chapter 165 Michael the protector...

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Chapter 165: Chapter 165 Michael the protector...

Michael’s look turned from panic to horror when he realized that things were about to take a turn for the worse. Daniel sprawled on the floor, sweating and panting as his stomach and waist hurt so much.

"Fuck pregnancy, why me...." he screeched, yelling the more.

Michael looked at him with a confused gaze and landed on the masked man, who came closer with the saw, trying to direct it at Daniel but stopped when a shadow came from the far end.

Daniel paused for a while in his labour entrails and looked at the doorstep, and lo and behold, it was the devil himself: Mateo Valez.

All this while they were battling, right here it wasn’t Mateo but his minions. Daniel wanted to yank his body out to let in some cozy air; he really was damn uncomfortable. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

"We meet again, Daniel. Like, we really need to stop seeing each other like this. It really isn’t appropriate." Matt sent one of his death-like, chilling smiles to Daniel, one that froze the latter’s expression.

Cindy’s bleeding had stopped, so she just watched. Why, she gagged slowly, mouth opening and closing in pain, but unfortunately she couldn’t do anything as she was a helpless cripple. Nothing could be rendered to help, and they could just battle to make sure she wasn’t harmed anymore than she was already.

"Already planning on giving birth? Oh, you know that wouldn’t happen, not when I am here to exact my revenge. Mom’s death must be avenged, isn’t that right?" Matt purred, while coming closer with a dagger of his own.

Michael, who stood a bit far from them, stood erect, blocking Daniel from them while he acted as a shield.

"I would rather die than let you get to him," Michael spat, his eyes gleaming with pure, sizzling hatred.

"Your mom died because of her carelessness. I didn’t do anything wrong; you all caused it. Why didn’t you let me be? Because minding your fucking business wouldn’t have caused all of this, would it??" Daniel fired back at Matt.

Matt frowned, his smile growing more dangerous and deadly, like that of a pure, hardened criminal.

"Get him for me. Just bring him closer," Matt ordered his masked men—the one that was previously holding on to Daniel, that was wielding the saw. The other, who would have joined, unfortunately passed out and was bleeding from his head, all thanks to Michael. So the remaining one was set to do the bidding.

"You brat, don’t come any closer," Michael warned.

The masked man tilted his head and gave Michael a deep look, seeing him bleeding and losing blood, meaning sooner or later he would collapse due to blood loss. So he kept quiet. But he wanted to aim somewhere that was unexpected, so he stood right at his spot before throwing the saw straight at Michael’s face.

Michael dodged and shifted aside, but he didn’t expect a blow to come to his face, which shifted his jaw as he fell flat on the floor, damaging his cheekbone in the process.

Daniel saw that Matt did that to distract Michael, and the beast was coming closer to him, so he picked up his phone and began to type furiously.

"Leave whatever you’re doing now and come. I need you guys’ help. I am on the verge of giving birth." He dropped the last message before a kick was aimed at him, but Daniel bent his neck and that kick landed at the nearby wall, which in the process removed some bricks apart. This made Daniel gasp.

So that was how he would have lost his head. He shifted back as Matt came with glory with his dagger.

"Finally, I will win after all these years and take back what is all mine, covert it to mine, and no one shall stop me, not a single soul," Matt declared and lunged at Daniel at great speed.

Michael, who was not used to violence, fought with great difficulty and sustained a huge bleeding nose and red cheeks with swollen lips as a result of the constant blows. Fed up with the blows, he took a breath and let the masked man give him a last one to his face, but when that blow was set and aimed at him, he ducked and hurled his body right at the masked man, pushing in with full speed and smashing him straight into the wall.

It cracked—the bone of the masked man—and Michael clearly heard it, and it gave him ultimate satisfaction.

So much for detesting violence. As he said that, he saw Daniel already at the mercy of Matt, so he carried the same saw the masked man was holding onto before, and he rushed to Matt, stylishly placing the saw in-between the neck region and slicing off a huge chunk of flesh in the process.

Matt held his neck and yelled in an almost agonizing manner, clutching it and yelling while staggering around like a drunk man.

"My neck, you motherfucker, how dare you..." Matt was silenced with another kick from Michael—a powerful one that gave him a deadly uppercut, sending him hurling right away into the far distance, crashing onto the old glass table at the sitting room, finally being the lucky soul to break the table after surviving those years in the Swift household.

Daniel, who saw the state of Matt, gasped. He couldn’t believe Michael did that—someone who hadn’t held a blade once in his life, his innocent baby.

"Mike..." Daniel was about to talk when he felt the water pipe bursting off... The baby was really coming.

"It’s coming now. The babies have decided to make their way now..." Daniel gave the chilling message.

Michael then looked at both Cindy and Daniel and concluded that he would carry them both to the hospital.

Fuck the paparazzi. Fuck everyone.

He slowly went for the door, still holding his stomach, but the problem came this time for him.

Everywhere began to blur and his head spun; it was like the world was in circles, but he still picked up his pace and hurried off to the rickety car. After the day it spent at that horrible prison, he had gone back to get it; now he was going to drive them to his doctor.

The only person he could trust: Ruth. And Cindy and Daniel are both coming with him. Tired and weak, he groaned but forced himself to get to Cindy, and he carried the girl to his car; she had fallen unconscious and could really die any minute, so he was in a big hurry.

Matt would have been finished now that he was down, but two people required his attention. While he dropped Cindy in his car, he rushed to carry Daniel too, so he carefully dropped him at the back seat, where he continued to moan out in pain.

Then, stepping on the accelerator, he picked up the pace and drove in a maddening speed.

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