THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 101 – 110

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 101 – 110

TERRAVERDE PALACE, 12AM*

Rebekah hasn’t stepped her room since nightfall.

She stayed in the first royal living room, and no matter what the maids said, she didn’t move.

She’s with her laptop, watching animes to kill time while eating popcorn lazily.

The maids surrounded her with their heads bowed respectfully.

There’s surely no sleep for them if she doesn’t.

Since Conrad left angrily in the morning, he didn’t come back, and she’s still hoping for his comeback unless he wants to stop sleeping here.

She picked another popcorn, but she was interrupted by the entry of someone into the main living room.

She stood and rushed there, and she felt relieved to see Conrad just coming in.

“Hey, thought you wouldn’t be coming” she said awkwardly.

He ignored her completely, settling on the couch.

He turned on the TV but they’re all about news and fuçking news, so he turned it off

“Bored out of my damn mind” he muttered, resting back and shutting his eyes.

“I’m sorry about what happened in the morning. I wasn’t expecting the kiss i…

Before she could land, he already stood and started climbing the stairs that led to the first balcony.

“Conrad! Connie!” She shouted after him, but he didn’t turn till he entered and shut the door.

“That mad guy, I’ve never apologized before cûnt! I hate you!!!” She yelled, feeling so pained as she stormed out.

She grabbed her laptop, pushed the popcorn away frustratingly and left for her room.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 101 – 110

TITANS MANSION*

Omar is lying on his bed, eyes closed with a bandaged hand.

The bandage is soaked with his blood already, and needs changing

Pains is soaring in his system and seeping straight into his brain, but all he’s thinking about is North’s body.

He couldn’t kill Emory like the bastard required, what if he reports him to the cops tomorrow?

Will he finally go to jail?

He opened his eyes and left the bed, opened the drawer and brought out the inhaler which is already wrapped in a white cover.

“Who uses inhaler in the campus? Who’s asthmatic?”

His damn brain couldn’t even provide an answer.

He bit his fingers hard, and his phone buzzed.

He quickly got it, and as expected, it’s a text from the bastard.

~Since you seem to be having difficulty like the idiot that you are, I’ll help you. Tomorrow, something will happen in school… I’ll hire thugs disguised as students~

Omar quickly typed a reply…

Omar: But I have my club members.

The person: Your useless members? I don’t need them. You’ll receive orders from me tomorrow. Await it and make sure you follow.

Omar: Ok.

He dropped the phone and sighed out.

So far the thugs will do the job and he’s only on the background, then he doesn’t have to worry about Levi.

He grinned satisfactorily, falling back on the bed.

Finally he’s gonna have his peace back.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 101 – 110

NEXT MORNING, CARSON’S MANSON*

Tate was fixing breakfast in the kitchen when the sound of the doorbell brought her out.

She opened the door and found a delivery man waiting with a box

“How may I help you?” She asked.

“This is for Miss Emory Carson” the man replied, and Emory came downstairs, already dressed for campus.

“Me?’ she took the box, and immediately she saw the name of who it came from, she quickly signed the clearance, and the man left.

“What’s that? Is that from a guy?” Tate asked.

“Secret!” Emory replied, rushing upstairs.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 101 – 110

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