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Chapter 736 Send Him Flying With A Kick Thump, thump, thump! Chad stood at the door to Chanice’s room, his gentle knocks taking no time to turn into loud banging.
His gentle cooing had also turned into vicious threats and curses.
“Open the f*cking door right now!” Chad fumed. “You shameless b*tch, I'm going to teach you a right lesson today!” His eyes were bloodshot, his good mood having evaporated completely.
He thought of Gemma, a woman without her virginity daring to look down on his salary of 6000 dollars. Then he thought about her 40 buildings, and her monthly income of over a million dollars.
He was a hard worker with excellent academic experience, six-foot tall and handsome. What did she mean he didn’t deserve her? Then he thought of Gemma. It'd only been a few days since he'd broken up with her, and she had latched onto a new guy! Were all rich women this sh*tty? The truth was that when Chad and Chanice had made plans of marriage, her family had asked for a marital gift of 300,000 dollars. Chad and Chanice would live in Chanice’s current house after getting married, and the Hemsworth family would even gift them a car worth around 200,000 dollars, But Chad thought that 300,000 dollars felt like he was buying the Hemsworths’ daughter. He had been with Chanice for so many years, but her family was unwilling to budge on the 300,000 dollar marital gift.
Chanice had bought the house she was living in, not her family. Wasn't it just logical for the two of them to move in together there after getting married? How was that a valid talking point? As for the car, all cars would lose value eventually. The car would barely be worth a hundred thousand dollars in a few years, but they were asking him for three hundred thousand.
He had talked this over with Chanice many times, and had held back his anger so many times. Seeing as it would go nowhere, Chanice had suggested a breakup in a fit of anger as well...
Then he had no choice but to lower his pride and get her back as well. Honestly, he’d reached his limit.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUntil the both of them went to see that master...
Chanice had definitely changed after coming back, and so he saw no point in holding back his anger any longer.
The master said that he could tell Chad had had enough, but would need to wait for a few days. After the ghost had taken full control over Chanice, he would be able to do whatever he wanted.
Now that the time had come, Chad was not going to pretend anymore.
What Chad did not know was that inviting a spirit would not only affect Chanice, but it would have an effect on him as well. It would enlarge his negative thoughts, showing his true colors! “Chanice, open the door. My patience is limited? Chad was still trying to manipulate her at this stage.
“You've got a terrible temper, throwing tantrums and slamming doors at the slightest misunderstanding. | only have the patience to put up with you because I love you.” “Come out. | won't hit you anymore. Your baby’s sorry Just then, his phone rang. It was from work...
Chad picked up the call, trying his best to hold back his displeasure. “Hello... Sir...” I'm really sorry. My girlfriend fainted out of nowhere today, I've been taking care of her all day and forgot to take leave.
“Ah, no, | feel bad. It's my duty to care for my lover, isn’t it?” “The form? Ah, yes, I'll get to that right now and send it over in a bit!” Chad hung up the call, picking up a notebook. He sat at the door of the room, beginning to get to work.
Outside of the door, Chad was nothing but calm and had no problem working like normal at all.
Behind the door, Chanice was trembling with terror that would not calm down no matter what! Her phone had been sent flying by Chad after she hung up that call.
She was in a daze from being hit like that. When it happened she could only think of covering her head, and her first response was to escape into the nearest room...
Now she didn’t have a phone, and there was no one she could call.
Chanice felt her mind blank out. She had no way out.
The ghost matchmaker crawled onto her head, lecturing her. “Open the door, come on! What are you hiding in here for? It's not like he’s going to eat you!” “I told you, he only hit you because he loves you! Imagine if it was someone else he might not even care about you at all when you throw one of your temper tantrums!” “Men are always right, there’s no point in trying to go against him. It'll only make a man hate you, got it? Obey him! Men like docile, obedient women!” The passionate spirit could not stand this, and chimed in from the side. “Don't listen to him, young lady! Wake up! No woman in the world should find it hard to carry on without a man. You make your own life, no one can tell you what to do!” Chanice could not stand the agony. She was starting to feel like she was in the wrong after being hit. If she hadn't been in contact with another guy, none of this would have happened.
She put her hand on the doorknob, but hesitated.
So the stood by the door just like that, hopeless and helpless.
Eventually her stomach hurt too much, and she passed out.
Until Chad finished his forms and banged on the door again, waking Chanice up with a startle! Her lips were pale and she could hardly breathe. She felt like she was going to die.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe passionate spirit said, “Crap, she’s hurt!” The ghost matchmaker said, “Yeah right, she’s faking it just to cause a scene! We used to get beaten up too, but still had to keep working!” “Open the door, quick! What's the point in doing this to yourself? Just say sorry, and it'll all be alright!” The idea popped up in Chanice’s head. Yes, all she had to do was say sorry and everything would be fine....
But she hadn't done anything wrong, and apologizing would imply owning up to her ‘mistakes’. Why should she? Chanice began to cry.
Chad saw that she was still throwing a tantrum even after he had finished his work, and thoroughly lost patience as he began to kick at the door furiously.
He had even put on running shoes so his feet wouldn't hurt! Thump thump thump! Chad kicked manically as if his life depended on it. The lock began to shake..........
The door was about to be kicked in at any second.
Just then, the doorbell rang all of a sudden! The passionate spirit sensed that Lilly was near, and hurried out at once. “You finally made it! The girl’s about to get beaten to death in there..” There were a few people at the door. Aside from Blake and Lilly, there was also a middle-aged couple and a young man.
The passionate spirit quickly described what had happened to Chanice.
Lilly had not expected that things would escalate to this state just because she had to wait until naptime to come out! Blake frowned. The middle-aged couple did not know what happened yet, and could only panic. “What's going on, why isn’t she opening the door?” “Chanice isn’t picking up the phone either. This girl...” The young man said, “Dad, Mom, let's wait a little longer. Maybe Chanice hasn't woken up yet...” These people were Chanice’s parents and younger brother.
They'd been called over by Blake, saying that they should visit Chanice... they took one look at Blake's police license, and thought that something had happened to Chanice.
Chad fixed his clothes, standing by the front door warily. “Who is it?” Could he have made too much noise, and attracted the neighbors’ attention? He wasn't going to open the door if it was the neighbors.
But all he heard was, “Building manager. We just want to do a gas safety inspection, open up!” Chad paused, and opened the door.
Only for foot to come flying his way the next second, sending him flying.