Chapter 218 He Couldn’t Let This Match Happen


    Howard had suffered a total defeat.


    Just then, Tilda parted her lips as if to speak.


    <i>No</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>have </i><i>a </i><i>bad </i>feeling <i>about </i><i>this</i>. <i>Don’t say </i><i>it</i><i>! </i>


    Wade wanted to stop her.


    Finished


    He knew Tilda’s personality–to get her revenge, she would love nothing more than to crush Howard and ruin himpletely.


    Howard’s fixation with defeating Tilda had been doomed from the start. But if Tilda actually said it out loud and rubbed it in, it would be a blow Howard might never recover from.


    Wade wanted to stop her from saying anything, but it was already toote.


    “Being rivals means we have to be on equal footing.


    “But fighting you? That’s just a massacre. ept the defeat, loser.”


    Tilda had no intention of going easy on Howard.


    Every word hit where it hurt most, adding insult to injury.


    The pain made it hard for Howard to breathe.


    <i>Well</i><i>, </i><i>he </i><i>practically </i><i>asked </i><i>to </i><i>be </i><i>humiliated</i>.


    <i>If </i>I <i>don’t </i><i>satisfy </i><i>his </i>twisted <i>desire </i><i>to </i><i>be </i><i>crushed</i><i>, </i><i>I’ll </i><i>feel </i><i>like </i><i>I’m </i><i>letting </i><i>both </i><i>him </i><i>and </i><i>myself </i><i>down</i>.


    Right now, Tilda felt amazing.


    Every trace of angst had been swept from her heart, leaving her lighter than she had felt in years.


    Watching Howard’s bloodied face grow pale as her words sank in, knowing he was too stunned to even talk back…


    Nothing could be more satisfying than that.


    Absolutely nothing.


    And she wasn’t even done yet.


    “Enough, Howard. Don’t get worked up. Stop talking. I’m going to treat your injuries


    Draco rushed to stop the bleeding and tend to the bruises. He iced the worst of the wounds and carefully applied medicine to them.


    Throughout the process, Howard just sat there like a tiger with its fangs torn out.


    His former confidence waspletely gone.


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    He was nothing but a shell of his former self, as if his soul had been drained from his body.


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    When Draco finished the emergency care, he said, “That should do it… Luckily, Tilda didn’t go all out.”


    As a professional boxer, Draco could tell that Tilda had stopped just short of inflicting permanent harm.


    Every punch from Tilda only stripped Howard of his strength to fight, leaving him in such agony that he wished he were dead.


    But none of them damaged his core,


    She’d held back at thest second, stopping herself from going too far.


    With Howard’s strength and healing ability, he didn’t even need to go to the hospital. He simply needed some rest and medicine.


    But that only made it more humiliating for Howard.


    Tilda clearly hadn’t even considered him a real opponent.


    Draco instantly regretted saying out loud that Tilda had held back.


    Howard’s eyes flickered.


    Then, the light in them fadedpletely.


    “Howard, snap out of it!”


    Wade saw this and panicked. He grabbed Howard’s shoulders and tried to snap him back.


    “Wade… I… I’m already done…


    Howard spat


    the words out through gritted teeth, his voice hollow.


    An overwhelming sense of failure washed over him.


    <i>This </i><i>is </i><i>the </i><i>worst</i>, most <i>humiliating </i><i>defeat </i><i>I’ve </i><i>ever </i><i>had</i>. <i>I </i><i>don’t </i>even <i>know </i><i>how </i>to <i>face </i><i>it</i><i>. </i>


    “Howard…


    Wade looked at him, unsure what to say tofort him.


    “As agreed, this is mine now.”


    Tilda’s voice drifted over, light as air.


    The World Wrestling Championship Belt–Howard’s most prized possession–was now in Tilda’s hands.


    She picked it up with two fingers and looked at it disdainfully, like it was some kind of garbage.


    “<b>That’s </b>enough, Tilda. Take it and go. Don’t say anything else. You’ve already won!”


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    Wade was terrified that Tilda would say something else and push Howard over the edge.


    But honestly, that brutal defeat had already done the trick.


    “That’s not happening. This piece of junk means nothing to me.


    “The so–called world champion? He’s just a loser who couldn’t even put up a real fight,


    This thing is so filthy that I don’t even want to touch it.”


    With that. Tilda tossed the belt to the floor.


    Then she stomped on it, again and again.


    Finished


    The gold, Howard’s name etched in the center, and the studded diamonds–she crushed them all under her feet.


    Then, she threw Howard’s “glory” into the trash, right there in front of everyone.


    Everyone in the club was stunned.


    The silence was so intense that one could hear a pin drop.


    <i>Damn</i><i>! </i>


    Holy <i>crap</i><i>! </i>


    <i>She </i><i>really </i><i>went </i><i>for </i><i>the </i>kill.


    <i>That </i>was brutal<i>–</i>she <i>knew </i><i>exactly </i><i>where </i>to <i>hit </i>so it <i>would </i><i>hurt </i><i>the </i>most.


    There was no worse humiliation for Howard.


    Wade wanted to cover Howard’s eyes so he wouldn’t have to see it.


    But it was toote.


    Wade didn’t dare look at Howard’s face, knowing how pale he must be.


    That belt was Howard’s “glory“, his pride and joy.


    Wade knew exactly how much it meant to him.


    Now, after Howard’s defeat, Tilda had stomped it to pieces and tossed it out like garbage…


    “Ugh, I’m all sweaty. I need a shower.”


    Tilda didn’t show the slightest ripple of emotion.


    <b>She </b>didn’t bother to look back at Howard or anyone else.


    She just <b>headed </b>straight for the women’s locker room to wash up and get changed.


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