Masked In Nobility: Secrets Of Mrs. Chavez by Selina Gorges

Secrets Of MrS 595

Chapter 595

Jeremiah looked away expressionlessly, his eyes glinting as he replied, "No need for that. Sending them to a psychiatric hospital might be better

Emmett turned to Chris and they shared a look, with Emmett thinking, Yvette and Mr. Chavez are going too far: how could they think about sending us to a psychiatric hospital in a dream Anyone can see we aren't crazy! 'Clearly, it was Mr. Chavez and Yvette who were mentally ill, thought Chris.

They had brainwashed themselves and were sure they were in the same dream. Both gritted their teeth, relying on their sometimes-present, sometimes-absent tacit understanding over the years, to think of a way to escape this nightmare. Emmett declared righteously, "This can't go on. If it continues, this nightmare will just become worse. There's only one way

out now?

Chris nodded gravely. "Alright, let's go with your plan. Emmett hit me. Don't hold back, alright? If this dream continues, it'll be more unbearable than death. The Mr. Chavez I know would treat a love rival this way. I can't accept this.

Even if it was just a dream, Chris couldn't bear the idea of the Jeremiah he knew acting like this now. It didn't make sense to

him.

Emmett patted Chris on the shoulder and consoled, "Chris, dont worry. I feel the same way. I promise to make it hurt."

Chris lip twitched as he warned, "Just one punch, and no using ancient combat power. And make sure not to bring in any personal grudges.

Emmett nodded. "Don't worry. Only someone like Frankie would do something like that. I'm definitely better than that. Just

trust me.

for Chris' chest. The punch carried a tremendous force, and even though he didn't

chatter. With a strained expression, he agreed in a serious tone, "Yvette was right. These two subordinates of yours are beyond saving. It

Watching Chris and Emmett, she delightedly opened another bag of chips. Their sitcom-like antics were much more entertaining than any

whenever he visited the grocery store,

went on, but he decided he

the force of the hit. As he regained his

look at where Jeremiah, Yvette, and Demetrius were seated. 'Oh no, the nightmare

Chris' turn to punch Emmett, Emmett stepped away gravely, looking composed and with no trace of the confusion or disbelief from

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I was the only it here? Emmett had figured out earlier that this wasn' dream and was just messing with

Chavez! Yvette! Emmett hit me le was whining, which was a side of Chris they had never seen before, showing how bothered he was

I thought it was a dream too. But how could Mr. Chavez and Yvette in this dream be even

had exaggerated by twisting the truth to make

close Yvette was to Demetrius. Chris, already feeling wronged, definitely didn't

outcome of the game. Jeremiah won, while Demetrius

expressionlessly at Emmett and Chris, his eyes glinting coldly as he instructed, "Next year, both

this year, he was truly terrified." Emmen couldn't do anything as they were ordinary

as it was always

stopped and looked at Yvette. "Yvette, maybe you should just send me to a psychiatric

her eyebrow, smirking mischievously. "Oh, there's a women's psychiatric hospital in Afrin with great facilities. If you want to, I can personally take you there. I have connections there. So don't worry, they'll take care of you." Yvette spoke so earnestly that it seemed like the moment Emmett agreed, she'd send him off immediately. Emmett felt a chill run down his spine after hearing that Yvette's ruthless words had stabbed

dignity anymore. He quickly waved his hands, his whole body showing resistance as he begged, "No! Yvette, I was just kidding!