The Married With Ketos

Teach a lesson

"Please Elard, Dad!!!" Samuel rebelled, perhaps this was his karma that had sealed Bianca, now in place of him who was more conflated by his own Daddy with chains on his two hands. Then the middle-aged man sitting in front of him stood up, to be honest Samuel was terrified to see the dagger held by him, the man's index finger rubbed the sharp knife body, "Daddy will teach you a lesson. It's been enough all this time that I've given you freedom. Instead of using that time to enjoy life, it just wants revenge."

"Huh, it turns out your play is quite neat, so I alone as your Daddy just do not know that you are the mastermind of all the chaos that Agam has experienced so far" he added.

"She pantes dapetin it's all Dad!! because of her presence, Mommy left!! Mommy died because of him!!"

"It's not Elard's fault! stop blaming him!! he is your brother after all!!" Pressing him, he got closer to Samuel who was emitting his sharp slider, his face was blaring, "Elard there has never been a Big Brother like him!! Our mother is different!! he's not Elard's brother!!" The denial. The man stood in front of Samuel, choosing not to speak again, and Samuel's body grew increasingly angry as the knife was lifted. The next second, screams echoed in the minimalist room.

"Argghhhhh" One to four incisions on Samuel's face were striped, fresh blood oozing from each wound, flowing. Samuel's mouth unceasingly let out a peerless groan of pain.

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Just as Samuel's body touched the mattress, he wanted to rest, tired, tired, tired, today was heavy and long. His face really can no longer be conditioned, decorated with knife incision scratches, then the culprit is his own Daddy. His break was failed by his clinking phone, on the nightstand. Lazy? ja. He grabbed his phone lazily.

Just now he was staring at the screen of his phone, a notification message immediately greeted him.

...Sheryl....

Excuse me. Once again sorry, this cheap woman has fallen in love with you. I don't know myself, do I? wkwkwk. I know, you really want me to disappear from your life? Aye? I know, the car the other day that almost hit me it was your man, continue to spread the recording of the chat we both in class, you alone right? also an eyewitness at the time, was the one you paid. It's as bad as it is, but I can't hate it.

I promise, from now on, I will go far, jaauuuhhh really until you will never find me again even though browsing around the world. Promise to Sam? never mistake the die yourself. This is my decision.

"S.h.it!!" Samuel swore softly, for some reason a series of Sherly's words like a sirat that he would go far, far away from leaving him. Samuel tried to ignore it. He knew exactly the woman was a strong figure, there was no way he would do such a desperate thing.

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On this silent night, a woman stood on the roof of a hospital building. Her hair was flying in the wind. The brilliance of the lights, decorating the sea of the city, became a beautiful sight in his eyes. Miris once her life, even Sherly herself can no longer reflect on how her life, be it the past, the future, or the present. If he could, he would want his memory to be paralyzed so as not to be able to remember all his bad, miserable, miserable lifelines without a day without sadness.

"My world is completely destroyed, there is no home for me to go home to, the person I fought for and the purpose of my life, has disappeared from the face of the earth." Sherly's hand landed on her flat belly, "Sorry, Mama gave up," Then she wiped her tears, "You're with Mama, Dad? let's not suffer rich mama. The world is cruel, I don't want you to feel pain like Mama."

His gaze blanked instantly, his eyes swelling with tears, "At the same time your Papa doesn't want you. What else am I." Sherly smiled bitterly. "There's no more home for us." He softly closed his eyes, "I want to rest in peace.." murmured blankly, the shadows of his schoolmates suddenly flashed across his head, only at school can he still feel genuine happiness without any falsehoods, but it's over, isn't it?

People who used to flatter even their close friends, cornered him that day. The main thing is, someone who became the source of his greatest wound. Samuel. Sherly's feet stepped to the edge, "Are you going to be sad if I leave?" The small, poignant laugh also accompanied, "I hope you will be happy." Now he's really peering on the edge. 'Thank you and sorry, I'm leaving,'

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