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!”

His face was

it hurts, mom…help me!” cried

was still in a daze, not knowing whether

by the fear, outrage, and pain that he experienced earlier that he could not distinguish between illusion and reality. The despair and humiliation felt

such a state, Mrs. Szell was genuinely terrified. It was a rare sight to see her in such

out while

weakling spirit just stood there watching them quietly as

heartbroken and

be a good person,

his own mother claimed that she did not get a divorce because of him while

beside him without him noticing and

gosh, you sure did a number on the

spirit asked quietly, “Don’t you think you went a

Peter a lesson,

weakling spirit kept quiet as he drifted away without even looking

we need to catch up to

after he

back already? But I’m not done enjoying myself yet.”

spirit also rubbed her chin and muttered,

Charlotte’s father were acting strange, so she decided to shadow them

her! He said that he had been thinking of her nonstop ever since they

mother to give him an earful,

caught the harem

wonder if her own lustfulness had begun

quickly left

them

a date

ghost bride caught up to the harem spirit, asking, “Oh? Wait for me, Harem. Aren’t you going to stay on

the two secretly

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

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