Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Unable to bear it any longer, Peter put down his cutlery and went to his room. His parents were so busy arguing that they failed to notice anything wrong with him.

Later on, he was in so much pain that he could not even speak. Peter eventually passed out, just to wake out to the sounds of intense argument again.

Through the door, he could hear his parents in a heated exchange.

“Dad…mom…help…”

“Help me…call the ambulance…dad…”

“Mom…”

He mustered all of his strength but he could only whisper those final words.

No one heard him.

In his world, no one could hear him despite his desperate screams

Just like that, he died from the excruciating pain of an internal haemorrhage.

It hurt…It really hurt!!

Peter woke up with tears streaming down his face. He then curled up on the ground and started bawling his eyes out.

The weakling spirit shook his head as he backed away from Peter. He then silently looked on at the figure on the ground.

“Enjoy…little brat.” murmured the spirit as he turned around to leave.

Up until that moment, the unlucky ghost had been toying with Mrs. Szell and making her a fool in front of the other parents. She tripped over numerous random things so many times that her face was bruised, and she was covered in chalk dust and water.

When Mrs. Szell heard the commotion, she immediately ran over to look for Peter.

“Peter?! What happened to you?” yelled a shocked Mrs. Szell as she frantically cradled him.

“Are you hurt? What happened? Tell me!”

face was pale and

it hurts, mom…help me!” cried Peter. “Call the

a daze, not knowing whether he was still Michael or

that he could not distinguish between

state, Mrs. Szell was genuinely terrified. It was a rare sight to see her in such a state as Mrs. Szell had perfected the art of manipulating others with her emotions to get

rushed out while

them quietly as the two figures fade out

heartbroken

not be a good person, but she still treated

that she did not get a divorce because of

ghost appeared beside him without him

sure did a number on the

the harem spirit asked quietly, “Don’t you think you

to teach Peter a lesson, instead, he

drifted away without even looking at

go, we

after he

But I’m not done enjoying

rubbed her chin and muttered, “Me

acting strange,

actually confessed his love for her! He said that he had been thinking of her nonstop ever since they started

to give him an earful, instead,

the harem spirit

if her own lustfulness

left without

did not expect the two of them to keep exchanging

to a date at

me, Harem. Aren’t you going to stay

the two secretly

rolled her eyes and said, “Let’s just go, there’s nothing to see here. You don’t