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 pale

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

still in a daze, not knowing whether he was still Michael or

experienced earlier that he could not distinguish between illusion and reality. The despair and humiliation felt so real

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

out

them quietly as the

felt heartbroken

Szell may not be a good person, but she still treated her son

she did not get a divorce because

without him

number on the kid, Michael! The kid’s scared

harem spirit asked quietly, “Don’t

wanted to teach Peter a

weakling spirit kept quiet as he drifted away without even looking

“Let’s go, we need

was gone after he

But I’m not

rubbed her

were acting strange, so she decided

Charlotte’s father actually confessed his love for her! He said that he had been thinking of her

was expecting Isabella’s mother to give him an earful, instead, she

actions caught the harem spirit off

own

quickly left without doing anything to

did not expect the two of them to keep exchanging flirtatious glances at each

agreed to a date at night

me, Harem.

two secretly planning a

her eyes and said, “Let’s just go, there’s nothing to

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