Chapter 165

Nathaniel Griffith’s gaze was sharp and dangerous, like he might take Ethan Blackwood down right then and there. No hesitation. He didn’t even wait for Ethan to come closer—Nathaniel strode straight up to him. And just like that, the two men were throwing punches. Every hit was furious, no mercy on either side. “You seriously treat Clara like this?!” Nathaniel panted, his voice full of disbelief and rage. Ethan didn’t respond. “She’s pregnant, man! Are you even human?” Nathaniel let out a cold laugh just before throwing a hook that slammed into Ethan’s face. But no matter how refined Nathaniel looked, Ethan wasn’t backing down. Almost at the same time, Ethan’s fist sank hard into Nathaniel’s stomach. Nathaniel stumbled, taking a shaky step back, struggling to catch his balance. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, but he didn’t flinch. His eyes stayed locked on Ethan. Ethan smirked. “Tell me, Dr. Griffith, what gives you the right to yell at me like this?” Step by step, he clos