Daddy, Chasing Mommy Back is On Us!

Oliver munched on the snack his wife had prepared while speaking in a muffled voice. "We struck gold this time!" he mumbled.

Greta sent her husband a side-eye upon hearing his words. "Did you say that we've struck gold? We haven't struck anything-the clan leader might even drop by later and strike us on our heads instead." Greta settled in her seat and began to work on patching up one of their clothes as she continued speaking. "Mayaboy is such a useless girl. When did she hook up with that man from town? What an embarrassment! She's all grown up now; how could she still give us so much trouble?"

"She made a great choice! An amazing choice!" Oliver mumbled as he continued to stuff himself with food.

"What did you say? Did you say that her hookup was a good choice?" Greta asked.

"Yeah." It had only been minutes, but Oliver had already devoured two huge slices of bread. "That townsman is actually interested in Mayaboy, and he's offering me 200,000 to get everything settled for them!"

"What?!" Greta couldn't believe her ears then. "Are you sure you heard him correctly? Isn't that guy bored of Mayaboy by now? Our daughter might be pretty, but I'm sure a man from town must have seen prettier women than her. Why would he pay so much just to get married to our daughter?" Greta asked.

house for the past few years, so they can't expect us to repay them the total sum of the bride price they paid, right? In total, I believe we can get them to spare us this amount," Oliver said as he put his fingers

care about the money then. "What is this man from town planning to do with our daughter? I heard that there

have grandchildren? Having grandchildren will cost us a great deal of money-children are expensive to own nowadays. We need the money for all

we're living right now, we might not be able to buy a new house, not even in our next lifetime! Our son

news!" Oliver chugged another bowl of water before he

clan leader's wife shrieked at Oliver the moment he stepped foot into their house. "Where is

me talk." Oliver sat down as he continued to speak. "Mayaboy has

that witch in your family! She cursed her own husband! She's the reason my son is dead! My poor son!" She felt tears wetting up in her eyes whenever she spoke of

out, Mr. and Mrs. Bartley. The both of you have been feeling rather unwell recently, right?" Oliver asked in a

could we be well when your cursed daughter

I knew it. I went to get a tarot reading, and the master told me that