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.

gold this time! I'll discuss this matter with the clan leader. Mayaboy has been working at their 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

then. "What is this man from town planning to do with our daughter? I heard that there are people around here who

grandchildren? Having grandchildren will cost us

right now, we might not be able to buy a new house, not

I'll head out right now! Just stay at home and wait for my good news!" Oliver chugged another bowl of water before

Oliver the moment he stepped foot into their house. "Where

to speak. "Mayaboy

meet his gaze. "My poor son has been dead for five years now, and it's all because of 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

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

be well when your cursed daughter is here in our home?" Amanda

told me that Mayaboy isn't just a curse to her husband. She's also a threat to her elders!"