Shawn's Fiancé

Fearing that the assistant might have hurt him, Shawn's dark eyes lifted with a hint of mockery and pity. "You're not the only one who dislikes me, but in the end, I married her."

"You!" Roland was so infuriated that he was about to roll up his sleeves and strike Shawn, but the assistant swiftly intervened.

"Good dogs don't get in the way!" Roland cursed.

The assistant ignored him and continued, "Dr. Roland, I'm doing you a favor here. If you had really attacked him earlier, your hands would probably be crippled by now."

After his words, he pushed Roland heavily, and the latter slammed into the wall. Overwhelmed with pain and discomfort, Roland clutched his mouth and began to cough uncontrollably.

However, his strong dislike for Shawn was not easy to dissipate.

"Shawn, I don't care how you sweet-talked Ivy into marrying you, but I can bet that you're not even good enough to shine her shoes! You'd better swear that your legs can stand, and you'll survive the surgery's three stages. Oth