Trash Son-in-law Returns as the Almighty Marshal

CHAPTER 6

Tyler steadied himself and was filled with guilt as he stared at the brown stains quickly spreading across the lady’s white coat.

“I’m sorry.” He apologized at once. “Are you alright?”

The lady’s head snapped up to him and her eyes narrowed into a glare that could melt a glacier.

She looked to be in her early twenties and was pretty with long brown hair and delicate features which were enhanced with a bit of makeup.

Her expression at that moment was nothing short of pure outrage.

“You idiot!” she spat in a voice filled with disdain. “Do I look alright? My coat…God my boots! They’re ruined because of you!”

Tyler ignored her harsh tone and maintained his calm demeanor as he took out his phone. “I’m really sorry for bumping into you. Give me your account details and I’ll pay for the replacements.”

The lady eyed Tyler from head to toe and her lips pursed in contempt.

“You?” She scoffed with a mocking laugh and gestured gloatingly at her entire outfit. “Do you even know how much these costs? This coat is from Paris and the boots from Milan! A broke loser like you wouldn’t be able to afford them even if they were ninety-nine percent off!”

The lady’s shrill voice drew curious glances from the passersby, and soon a crowd began to form around her and Tyler.

Tyler sighed at the unnecessary attention the lady had attracted toward them.

“If you don’t believe I can replace your outfit, then that’s fine,” he shrugged, wanting nothing more than to get the situation over with. “At least let me pay for the dry cleaning.”

“Dry cleaning?” The lady huffed. “Are you joking? You think my clothes are thrift rags you can just throw into some laundry? That’s it! I’ve wasted enough time talking to you. Now it’s time to humiliate you like you humiliated me!”

“I have an idea!” A man from the crowd quickly stepped forward, eager to escalate the situation.

He held out his cup of coffee to the lady and sized Tyler up in a taunting manner. “You can pay him back with this.”

The woman let out a cruel smirk. “That’s an excellent suggestion.”

Before Tyler could react, she took the warm coffee and splashed it all over his leather jacket and white tee.

The crowd erupted into mocking laughter.

“Hahaha, this bumpkin has managed to get into trouble on his first day in the city!”

“Hey loser! Your cheap clothes actually look better with the coffee stains on them!”

“Poor lad! That’s probably the only good shirt he has!”

The jeering comments continuously rolled in and Tyler clenched his jaw to rein in his irritation.

He dusted the coffee droplets off his jacket with his hands and glanced back at the lady with a straight face.

“Now we’re even,” he said flatly and turned as if to walk away, but she wasn’t having it.

His calmness seemed to infuriate her further and she stomped her boot against the floor.

“No we’re not!” She retorted, then stepped closer and pointed to the spilled latte on her boots. “You have to kneel and lick every drop off them, maybe then we’ll be even.”

The crowd hummed with approval as they eagerly urged Tyler on.

“Lick her boots!”

“Common bumpkin, lick up!”

Tyler’s fists clenched at his sides, and just as his temper was about to spike, the woman’s phone rang.

Her glare faltered as she looked away from Tyler and glanced at the screen.

“What?” Her eyes widened the moment she pressed the phone to her ear. “His vitals dropped? No no no! Okay, I’ll be there in ten minutes!”

She ended the call and turned on her heels, about to storm out, but then she halted her steps and glared back at Tyler.

“You’re lucky I have to attend to this emergency. But If I ever see you again, you’ll pay for what you did today.”

And with that, she stormed out of the terminal. The crowd’s energy fizzled out as their source of entertainment had left, and one by one they began walking away.

Tyler exhaled slowly as the tension faded with his anger and he shook his head.

What a way to be welcomed back to Ravenfall after many years of being away.

As he made his way toward the terminal’s exit, something caught his attention.

A middle aged woman was struggling to balance her handbag and carry-on. As she was engrossed in this activity, she didn’t notice when her bracelet fell off her wrist.

But the man behind her had noticed. Taking advantage of the situation, he quickly snatched the bracelet from the floor, and slipped it into his pocket.

He began walking away like nothing happened and Tyler narrowed his eyes as he watched him stride toward his direction.

The moment the thief attempted to walk past Tyler, he stepped directly into his path and gave him a look that left no room for argument.

“Return it now.”