Protected: THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 121 – 130

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 121 – 130

SUNDAY, 5PM~ CARSON’S MANSION*

Emory came down from Levi’s bike in front of the house, and he removed her helmet like he does, putting it back in place.

She spent the night with him and has been with him since daybreak too, just the two of them spending quality time at the satanic-like Loft, and it took her mind off things.

He’s not the talkative type like her, but his presence provokes a sense of safety and peace, and he even bought her the chic chocolate again. He ordered it this time.

She’s holding the bag containing the remaining cups as she stood beside the bike.

“Are you going to your mansion now?” She asked.

“Watchman fetishes?” He teased with raised brows.

“Come on” she frowned, and he pulled her close, removing a strand of hair from her face.

“Yeah. Hyce and Conrad are waiting” he said, his voice registering in her ears again.

It’s addictive to hear him talk.

“I guess I’ll see you in campus tomorrow then” she said.

“Don’t miss my call, unless you’re begging to be tied again” he replied, wearing his helmet back before kicking the bike to life.

“I won’t” she smiled, watching him drive away as the smile remained plastered.

“You’re finally back!” Sybil came out of the house, and she turned to her

Sybil hugged her instantly, and she laughed.

“You’re brave! I used to have a crush on him and even got jealous but immediately I saw him pull the trigger on the bridge, I came back to my senses.” Sybil said, taking the bag of chocolate from her.

“You’ll pay me with this since I’ve been taking care of Sugar when you weren’t around” she said.

Sugar is the name Emory gave to the lovebird.

“No I can give you anything else but not that chocolate” Emory was about to snatch it when Sybil suddenly turned serious.

“But does he feel the same way you feel?” She asked.

“Huh?” Emory voiced.

“I mean… Merely seeing how you’re always smiling whenever you’re looking at Sugar is a confirmation that you’re in love with that guy” Sybil replied.

“No it’s…

“Don’t lie to my face. You never allowed touches from men not to talk of spending nights with them, but you did all and more with him. Don’t bullshit me” Sybil replied.

Emory went silent, just biting down on her lip.

“I’m just hoping he feels the same since he’s so hard to read, cos if he breaks you like that bastard Fred, I’ll find a voodoo doll and needle him to death” Sybil threatened, and Emory chuckled as they entered the house together.

They met Tate in the living room, and Emory shared a hug with her before going upstairs with Sybil.

Tate continued sitting there, the content of the text pounding in her head.

Fred…. Fred… Fred.

The secret between them must not get out, ever….

It it does, then her husband or Emory will ghost her for life.

She got her phone to call her bank manager.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 121 – 130

LEVI’S MANSION*

Levi met a show when he arrived.

Chadwick is sandwiched between Conrad and Hyce on the couch, and they’re busy forcing cups of alcohol down his throat.

“What in Satan’s name is happening here?” Levi said as he fell on the couch in front of them.

Chadwick is already dead drunk, unable to speak. Just rolling his eyes

“He got a new car, and also, he’s getting welcomed to the club. It’s a twinning ritual” Hyce said.

“Childish” Levi scoffed, looking bored as he stared at their drunk party.

Chadwick slumped back on the couch and slept off after the fifth bottle.

“Can we finally have peace without dealing with a trenchcoat again? Final exams is almost here. I need to do well on my own… I don’t want a situation where my bîtchy mother will have the upper hand” Conrad said.

“I’m fully anticipating for the wedding though, with the king” Levi teased.

“Don’t!” Conrad glared, and Levi chuckled dryly.

“That wedding won’t happen”

Hyce remained silent, so they looked at him and saw him into his phone.

“Who messed with his little brain?” Levi asked, standing to go get himself an apple.

“Isaac took him to visit his sick mother yesterday, and the woman called him her son. He has been running mad since then” Conrad replied.

“Understandable” Levi said, and Conrad got a text which made him sigh.

It’s from Rebekah.

• Don’t step the palace without bringing the ice cream pint with you.

He slightly smiled.

Wasn’t she supposed to be obsessed with yogurt and animes?

Letting her taste ice cream was a mistake.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 121 – 130

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