The Silent Wife

Chapter 585

Chapter 585 Conflict Ethan glowered at Ritchie, his eyes looking frigid, and said, one deliberate word at a time, “Why not? I’lldestroy this place sooner or later.” ? “What the hell did you just say? How dare you stand up to me?”Ritchie’s eyes widened with indignant fury. The alcohol made his cheeks bright crimson. He loosenedhis grip on Ethan’s collar and looked around, seemingly looking for something. . Ethan straightened hiscollar. He did not want to lower himself to Ritchie’s scummy level. When he was about to godownstairs, he suddenly heard a roar from behind him. “You go burn in hell!” Ritchie picked up a vasefrom the shelf in the corridor and smashed it against the wall. The glass scattered all over the groundlike confetti. The other half of the vase was left intact in Ritchie’s hand but the edge was dangerouslyjagged. All color drained from Janet’s face. She looked at Ethan and shouted in warning, “Honey, watchout!” With a sharp fragment of the vase held in his hand as a weapon, Ritchie rushed at Ethan and wasabout to plunge the makeshift dagger into him. Janet tried to stop him but failed dismally. People in theliving room downstairs didn’t really know what was happening initially, but when Janet had screamed,they were all startled. Everyone ran over in horror, but there was no time to stop Ritchie. Ethan wasquick on his feet and hastily retreated when he saw this. He shoved Ritchie away to avoid the sharpvase fragment that he was wielding. Ritchie had rushed forward too fast and because he was drunk, hewasn’t steady on his feet. When Ethan defensively shoved him away, he lost his balance. He stumbledand fell down the stairs before he could cry out for help. He rolled to the bottom of the stairs and laythere motionlessly. “Ah! Mr. Ritchie!”

As the servants in the living room shouted, the servants upstairs also hastily ran downstairs. “Help! Mr.Ritchie fell down the stairs!” “He is bleeding profusely. He doesn’t look like he’s breathing!” Hearing thecommotion, Patrick came out of Nora’s room with a long face. “What’s wrong? Why is there such aruckus out here? Mrs. Lester needs rest. Can’t you keep the noise levels to a decent volume?” Aservant pursed her lips momentarily then cried out, “Sir, Mr. Ritchie was pushed down the stairs by Mr. Ethan!” Patrick’s face turned pale with fright. He rushed downstairs to check onRitchie, who was lying seemingly lifelessly on the ground. He held Ritchie up and asked desperately,novelbin

“Ritchie, can you hear me?” Ritchie’s eyes were closed and it was clear he had lost consciousness.Patrick shouted at the servants, “What are you waiting for? Call an ambulance!” The servants hurriedlymade phone calls. Furiously, Patrick turned to Ethan who had just come downstairs. He raised his handand wanted to slap Ethan. “How could you do this to your own brother?!” Ethan grasped Patrick’s wristand shook it off. He then said impatiently, “You’d better discipline your own son first.” Patrick trembledwith anger, but he didn’t continue to fight with Ethan. He turned around and went to check on Ritchie’scondition again. It was not until then that Janet came to her senses. She held Ethan’s arm and looked him up and downnervously. “Honey, did you get hurt?” Looking at the father and son, Ethan patted Janet on the back ofher hand and slightly shook his head He walked away from the scene with Janet and phoned thepolice. Seeing the indifferent look on Ethan’s face, Patrick was enraged beyond words. “How dareyou?! Ritchie’s your brother! If anything happens to him, your grandmother won’t let you go, let aloneme!” Ethan looked into his father’s eyes and said coldly, “He wanted to stab me. Everyone present cantestify for me. If I hadn’t pushed him away, he would have fatally stabbed me. Besides, I don’t have abrother.” 13