THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 81 – 90

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 81 – 90

CARSON’S MANSON*

Emory just knew it when she woke up.

What happened last night wasn’t a dream, Levi came into her bedroom to pull her out of her nightmare again just like he did at Forte.

And the fact that her room smells like him is another evidence.

He even cleaned up the mess of half-eaten apples she left on the ground and shutdown her laptop for her…he must have stayed for long.

How is he even able to hack into her house when the door is always securely locked?

If only her parents knew, that their door has been reduced to fake by a particular devil.

She couldn’t help the smile that leapt to her lips as she dragged her phone out of the duvet to text him.

Emory: You came again last night… Criminal.

Levi is always active, he’s always with his phone so she expected him to reply immediately, but he didn’t.

“Strange” she muttered, watching it for three more minutes before deciding to delete the text.

Her eyes went to the bottle of tequila and box of red apples beside her shoe rack.

She bought the two like Rebekah said, but she hasn’t been chanced to give them to him.

Should she go to the Loft?

She was thinking about it as she left the room, going downstairs.

“Em you’re awake!” Tate came out of the kitchen in her apron and the usual french twist on her hair.

She’s holding a small spoon containing the soup she’s cooking.

Emory opened up, and she fed her the soup.

“Mmm… Tasty. You still cook the best soup, Ma”

“I know, right? How was your night, baby?” Tate kissed her scattered hair fondly.

“Lovely” Emory kissed her back on the cheek.

“You look happy this morning, what’s the secret?” Tate winked.

“Nothing” Emory grinned.

“What are you girls chatting about?” Mr. Carson came downstairs.

“Morning dad!” Emory smiled.

“Today is a good one, did you just greet me?” The man smiled, and Tate stroked Emory’s hair.

“Our baby is in a good mood. Doesn’t this call for a shopping spree? You can go with Sybil when she arrives later today” she said.

“Sybil is coming back today?” Emory’s eyes lightened up.

“Wait for it” Tate replied.

“I can’t fuçking wait” Emory hugged the woman.

The ringing of the doorbell made them disengage.

Emory rushed to open the door, and she was surprised to see Rain.

“Rain?” She blinked.

“Hey” Rain came in with a large smile.

“The girl from before? How’re you doing?” Tate asked kindly.

“I’m good, no class till 12 so I decided to spend time with Emz, then we can go to campus together” Rain replied.

“Welcome” Tate smiled, returning to the kitchen.

Mr. Carson said nothing as he entered the living room.

“I don’t think that’d be possible, I’m actually going somewhere” Emory said.

“Where?” Rain asked.

“Actually…

“Banks?” Rain asked suspiciously.

Emory released a soft exhale, feeling so uncomfortable.

“Then I can tag along! C’mon, harmlessly” Rain added.

Emory sighed again.

“C’mon… didn’t you guys accept me into the friendship already? I…

“Fineeee” Emory said through her teeth.

“That’s it!” Rain held her arm, and they went upstairs together.

They came back after thirty long minutes, and Emory is already dressed up in a black armless gown and a jean jacket to cover up.

“You girls won’t have breakfast? It’s almost done” Tate said from the kitchen door.

“We’ll come back for it” Emory replied, leaving the house with Rain.

Rain decided to drive with her in her car, and she won’t stop smiling, as if they’re going to see the president.

“Are you taking these red apples and tequila to him? Does he like them?” Rain asked as Emory drove out.

“Maybe” Emory replied uninterested.

Rain smiled again.

THE MALE HATER : CHAPTER 81 – 90

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