Goodbye, Saintess. Novel

---- Chapter 134 Jeanine offering herself felt like a punch to the gut. There were so many men around us, yet none could protect a woman. She was the one who had to step forward and sacrifice herself for our sake. The men ground their teeth in rage. How much more humiliation could we endure? Terry must have thought it was not enough. He snickered, showing no sign of relenting. "You should have been a good girl from the start, babe! Now I'm feeling something more. You want them to leave in peace? Fine. Strip and dance for me, baby!" Disbelief shadowed Jeanine's pale face. She stepped back.

"Hmm. You don't like that? Okay then. I'l just count down again," Terry said with a shrug. "Seven. Six. Five-" "Til do it! I'll strip!" Jeanine trembled. Her lips bled from her own bite. She dug her nails into her palms until they cut into the skin. But she had to do it. She was the reason this was happening. She could not bear the thought of Terry killing me. She would surrender her dignity if it meant saving everyone here. ---- Her colleagues howled "No, Jeanine! Don't!" "You can't!" Terry's grin widened, maddening in its glee.

As if fearing she would change her mind, he ordered his bodyguards, "Shut them up!" Jeanine's hand shook as she reached for her collar. "I'll do it. | will." | stopped her. | held her hand and shielded her behind me. "I told you, Jeanine. You don't have to worry when I'm here. Don't cry." She froze, unable to believe | would still protect her despite how dangerous the situation had become. "M-Mr. Grimwald..." Terry scowled. "Do you know the cost of playing hero, dumbass?" "Yes, | do," | said with a calm smile. "It's my fault. | broke your precious nose. Be a man and punish me.

Don't take it out on a woman." "Your balls won't save you from real, hard fists, you bozo. You're pissing me off... and that's a grave mistake," Terry growled through clenched teeth. ---- "That's why I'm telling you to hit me. | alone should suffer the consequences. Break my nose. Hit me." | stepped forward and curled my finger provocatively. Terry laughed scornfully. "You really think your balls will protect you!" He shoved his bodyguards aside and strode toward me, his ego and rage fueling every step. "No, Mr. Grimwald! Don't do this!" Jeanine cried, tugging at my arm.

| turned and smiled at her. "It'll be fine. | can't be a boss who can't protect his own employees." Jeanine stared at me, mesmerized. | shrugged off her grip and advanced toward Terry. He was already right in front of me. "What pisses me off most is seeing you pull this sappy hero act right in front of me! Die!" He swung his fist, confident | would let him strike. He had the numbers on his side, after all. What he didn't know was that | had lured him out from his bodyguards' protection. He stood right in front of me, unguarded. "No, you first!"