Protected: THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 121 – 130

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 121 – 130

NEXT MORNING, LEGACY COLLEGE*

Rebekah arrived first among the girls, and as she waited patiently for Nina and Emory at the park, she couldn’t help but overhear the passing students.

• Who’d have believed it?

• Lizzy of all people?

• I know, right? The foaming machine. *Laughter*

• She was mad, I’m thankful she’s gone, eew!

Rebekah sighed, deciding to turn deaf ears to their chatters.

She was about to dial Nina on her phone when a new BMW drove into the park, and Sabrina came out of it.

She looks as arrogant as a peacock, and the way she looks at everyone like the dirt below her shoe is already a perfect description of what she’s like.

• Geez! Who’s that?

• She’s gorgeous!

Students stopped to stare.

Nina came out from the driver’s seat. She obviously drove her here.

Sabrina immediately threw her handbag at her, and Nina caught it.

Rebekah gasped, and then Emory drove in, joining her.

“Who’s that?” Emory muttered with a crease in her brows.

“There’s only one reasonable explanation. She’s the witchy sister she talked about” Rebekah replied.

“Follow me, orphan” Sabrina said, walking with model-like steps towards the hallway.

Nina followed her, carrying her bag like a maid.

“No this is foul!” Rebekah made to go after her, but Emory stopped her.

“Don’t be rashy, we should talk to Nina before anything” she said, and Rebekah stopped with a huff.

They both head for the bloc together, and Emory got her phone out of her jacket pocket to see a new text from Levi.

She smiled widely.

Xhen: How the hell do you eat the damn chocolate? I tasted it and it was like eating pure sugar. . . No exaggerations.

She laughed out, then texted back.

Emory: Grls code, I’ll tell you if you promise to go on a date with me.

Xhen: A date?

Emory: Yeah…I want one with you.

Xhen: Let’s see.

Emory smiled then remembered something.

Emory: I forgot to ask your birthday date yesterday.

He took a while before replying this one.

Xhen: September 20… I’ll be 25 by then

Emory: Aren’t you already 25?

Xhen: Nah, but since it’s my month, the guys already think I am.

Emory: Your birthday is in a few days then. I can’t wait to wish you.

Xhen: I don’t do birthdays.

Rebekah’s hand suddenly blocked Emory’s forehead, and she looked up to see she almost jammed a pillar.

She was too engrossed in her chat to notice they’re already in the hallway.

“Easy. Never knew Banks is so lively to the point of almost hitting a pillar” Rebekah said with a knowing smile, and Emory blushed.

“And what the hell is happening ?” Rebekah suddenly muttered, looking around.

Emory did the same, and immediately she saw what’s going on, her phone fell from her to her sneakers before landing on the ground.

Posters of Fred are all around the wall, and in the posters… EMORY MUST PAY! was written boldly.

Everyone else is looking, wondering what it means, and as they watched, their eyes darted to Emory too.

Emory almost started peeing on herself as she felt the most insane trigger ever, worse than anyone she has ever gotten.

Rebekah quickly pulled her hand, attempting to take her away from the hall, but she already stiffened like a corpse

Her mind travelled far to the past, to the kitchen, when uncle Fred was pounding mercilessly into her….

“Ma!!! Dad!!!!!!! It hurts!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Help me!!!!!! It hurts please stop!!!!!!!!!!!”

Fred hit the rolling stick on her mouth, and she swallowed her own blood.

“Arggghhhgggg!!!! Uncle please!!!”

“Emz look at me! Emz!” Rebekah tried to pull her back to the present as tears slipped out of her eyes, and the students around them are starting to multiply.

Meanwhile, Prof Hayden(Fred) is standing at the end of the hallway, watching with a calm expression.

Emory’s eyes are wide as the memories hit her like tornado, it’s like she’s paralyzed on the spot.

“Emory!!!” Rebekah screamed into her ear.

Emory’s eyes rolled up to whiteness, and she fell into strong male arms.

Levi’s.

“Banks” Rebekah said breathlessly.

He easily carried her in a bridal style and began running madly fast out of the hall.

Rebekah got Emory’s phone and ran after him.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 121 – 130

ISAAC’S PLACE*

The house is the smallest in the neighborhood since Isaac is the staying alone, and also…he could only afford that.

He’s ready to leave for school, but he has several job vacancy flyers with him, trying to figure out which one he’d try out since he has to find a new job.

He checked the time and gasped when he saw he’s late.

He dropped the flyers and got his bag, opening the door, but as he was about to step out, Rain came in all smiles.

His eyes widened.

“Rain?”

It came like a tsunami, cos before he could balance his breaths, she grabbed his shoulders and kissed him so deep that he forgot how to breath.

His eyes were still wide when she broke it, and she smiled when she saw the boldly written shock.

“Let’s date. Today is our day one” she said, catching him off guard again.

“Wh..wa…what?” He stuttered, but she did the worse by dropping on her knees in front of him.

“We can be late for some minutes, I’ll make you feel good” she said, dragging down his pants.

“Rain what are…

She hit his hand away when he tried to stop her, and she wrapped her palm on his dîck masterfully.

“Wow, you’re so big” she smiled.

“Rain!” He gasped.

She shoved his dîck into her mouth, and Isaac folded his fists as his jaws hardened.

“No…no ..yes–”

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 121 – 130

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