CEO AND WIDOW 2 CHILDREN

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Christian POV

"Jeandra, get in the house!" Clara screamed while pushing her away from me.

The madman gasped for breath as he looked at me. "don't push me . . . Pretty boy." he lifted the underware up and I protected the head with my hand from his attack again. And he then went into his house and closed the door with a loud slam.

His second son came into the house. Clara and the little one knelt beside me.

"Christian, I'm sorry." Clara whispered, "he's in trouble now, so you might not believe him."

Netraku looked at Clara while panting. What exactly just happened this time?

I tried to stand up and my ankles did not support my body so I almost fell.

"my God, you're hurt." whispered Clara.

I looked at him flatly. "I wonder, why?"

"because Jean's brother tried to put the underware in your mouth to make you choke," the little boy spoke. "choked to mat1" he added.

"Enough, Patrick" Clara told Patrick.

They both helped me to stand up and my ankles could not support my body.

"ayo go inside, and let me get some ice cubes" said Clara

"just right Clara," I yelled as I pulled my arm from her grip. "I'm not going into that house. That kid's crazy. He almost caught me."

"he had a problem with his anger." the little boy spoke again.

"Chris, come. You can't drive anywhere like this." Clara urges. Finally I climbed the stairs, they both helped me in and led me, and I sat on the couch.

Clara moved the small table towards me and raised my leg. Then Clara took off my shoes and socks.

"what's he doing in my house?" the hulk-like child spoke as he entered the room.

"he's mommy's guest. Go to your room." Clara growls.

"tapi—"

"please help your mommy Jeandra. Mommy has never been so angry with you. Go to your room now!" Clara screams.

He gave me a death look for the last time and climbed the stairs.

"i'm going to get the ice cubes" said Clara. "I have to get them in the freezer in the garage. I'll be right back." Clara disappeared, her youngest child came and sat next to me. It was so close that he almost sat on my lap. I'm getting away from her.

I looked around the house in fear. Television aired a very loud game show. There was a kind of art project lying on the coffee table. it was very messy and chaotic . . . Not what I expected at all. The pain ran down my ankle. And I grimaced in pain.

A cat jumped on the couch. The cat was big and ugly, the cat came up to me and tried to sit on my lap. Ewww. I stay away from the cat.

"Muff, come down" said the little boy.

I looked at the little boy. "your cat is called a Muff?"

She smiled and nodded her head proudly. "she's naughty, she likes to piss on things."

The cat jumped on the little table and started licking my legs. I jerked. Ugh. Be ill.

Her middle child came up and stood in front of me and her sister. "i'm watching you," she whispered. He sliced his neck with his finger as he narrowed his net.

Huh uh?

Jasmin. . . Clara breeds chain pembvnh here.

"my name is Patrick" said the little guy.

"hi, Patrick." I replied as I watched the chain boy, and I gestured to him. "what's your name?" my many.

"your nightmare." she whispered grimly in the voice of a monster.

I frowned. . . . What's the matter with this kid? "what a stupid name" I replied in a whisper.

"his name is Harry" Patrick said

"yes, well, Harry is psychotic" I replied with my eyes fixed on Harry. I touched my temple. "weirdo." I said without a sound.

harry's eyes swirled around and placed his hands around his own neck and began to choke as I looked at him. He let out a choking sound then fell to the floor and pretended to be mat1.

What the . . .?

I stared at his lifeless body on the floor.

I'm not even kidding, this kid is crazy.

Clara rushed in from the room in the back. "Oh my God, Chris. I don't have ice, so you have to use this pack of frozen peas."

Clara put the package on my leg. My ankle is currently as big as a ball and throbbing.

"wake up, Harry" said Clara while taking care of me. Harry got up and ran out of the room, and I looked at him. I don't trust that kid. Something's not right here.

I have to keep my mind in this house. . . The end time is near.

The end of this bean wrap was open, and the beans were falling on the floor. A dog ran into the room with an E collar (elizabethan collar or funnel) and started eating frozen peas on the floor.

I frowned as I looked at her in fear.

What is this cursed place?

salvages . . .

Middle child — what's his name, Harry? — returned to the room with something looking like a rope and a teddy bear. He sat in front of me, and I frowned when I saw him. What's he doing now?

"i'll take you home, Chris" said Clara

My net was on the middle child. He tied a rope around the teddy bear's neck.

"you have to leave your car here." continued Clara.

the boy stood on the sofa in front of me and let the teddy bear fall. It depends on the snare. "his neck is broken. . . He's dead." he whispered

Get out of here. . . Exit. . . Get out of this house.

I stood up in a hurry and tripped over a dog that was eating peas. "fvck," I grimaced in pain.

"Christian, you can't drive a car like this." Clara gasps.

"wells... I won't stay here." I stammered. I walked to the front door and looked around for the last time.

I never knew what hell was like.

Now I know

"Christian, come back."

I walked towards the courtyard of the house. "goodbye, Clara." I said. It's good to know you.