You More than Anything in the World (Arissa)

Chapter 425 Child Abuse

At this very moment, in a remote mountain village, a dirty child could be seen squatting in a thatched hut with a blackened face. He was in the midst of fanning a fire and preparing dinner. The kid’s name was Tim.

His beautiful ebony eyes lacked the child-like innocence a kid should have and in its place was a look of tenacity uncharacteristic of someone his age.

This was a child who was forced to take on the responsibility of caring for his family too early.

Methodically, Tim fanned the fire before washing the pot and started cooking the food.

After a while, a strong smell of food wafted out of the hut.

On a table in the humble kitchen, there was only a plate of fried bacon.

Tim laid the table with eating utensils and was about to bring his grandma to the table when a shirtless man sauntered in.

Raphael bent over and took a sniff of the food. “Oh? We’re eating meat today?”

Then, he moved a chair into position with his leg, sat down and immediately started eating.

“Tastes good!”

Tim quickly took the plate away and glared at the man defensively. “Grandma hasn’t eaten yet. This is for Grandma!”

Raphael lifted his eyes to look at the child. “Tim, put it down. I’m starving. I haven’t eaten for the whole day.”

held on tight to the

angry and scolded sharply, “Put it down! You trying to

until Grandma

knitted his brows without the slightest inclination of

You b*stard. How dare you use this tone with me. Give

angrily and made a move to

just eat the pickled vegetables!”

when you can eat

the plate, Raphael grabbed it with

strong a child can be, Tim was definitely no

backward before landing on the floor

plate of food back on the table and cursed as

the meat from me? Everything in this home belongs to

tears as he shouted at the man, “Those things were bought with

what? We’re the ones who raised you. It

stopped and glared at Tim. “Hey, have you gotten your pay

his guard up and shrinking back to a corner,

to me or I’ll

addict who would often snatch Tim’s money to gamble. Realizing that the

any money!” Tim glared

medical bill. I can’t let this jerk

over. Leaning heavily on her stick, Mary trembled with

treacherous son! How can you