Spoiled by Eight Uncles Summary pdf

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

hurts, mom…help me!” cried Peter.

a daze, not knowing whether he was

he experienced earlier that he could not distinguish

her own son in such a 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

rushed out

there watching them quietly as the two figures fade

heartbroken and

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

that she did not get a

appeared beside him without him noticing and yelped in

sure did a number on the

spirit asked quietly, “Don’t you think

wanted to teach Peter a lesson, instead,

quiet as he drifted away without

we need to

after he

going back already? But I’m not done enjoying myself yet.” exclaimed the unlucky

harem spirit also rubbed her chin and

harem spirit noticed Isabella’s mother and Charlotte’s father were acting strange, so she decided to shadow them to see what they were up

said that he had been thinking of her nonstop ever since

him an earful, instead, she

actions caught the harem

if her own lustfulness had begun affecting others around

quickly left without doing

the two of them to keep exchanging

to a date at night over milk

me, Harem. Aren’t you going

two secretly planning a

there’s nothing to see here. You don’t want to be

a ghost, what mess can I