The little boy immediately got up again, rushed over, and hugged one of the man’s arms, his little fists raining down on the man’s body like ineffective punches. “Get out, get out, get out!”
The boy agilely hooked one of the man’s legs with his own, hanging onto the man’s body and shouting, “Her husband will be back soon!”
He tried to scare the man away. But the man, empty–handed and fearless, easily pulled the boy away and threw. him to the side.
The man’s wolf–like eyes locked onto Isabelle, his mouth uttering words too foul to bear, eagerly advancing towards her.
Isabelle’s hand under the blanket tightened around the short knife George left for her self–defense, her eyes flashing with cold determination.
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