The More The Merrier

Chapter 425 Child Abuse

At this very moment, in a remote mountain village, a dirty child could be seen squatting in a thatched hut with a blackened face. He was in the midst of fanning a fire and preparing dinner. The kid’s name was Tim.

His beautiful ebony eyes lacked the child-like innocence a kid should have and in its place was a look of tenacity uncharacteristic of someone his age.

This was a child who was forced to take on the responsibility of caring for his family too early.

Methodically, Tim fanned the fire before washing the pot and started cooking the food.

After a while, a strong smell of food wafted out of the hut.

On a table in the humble kitchen, there was only a plate of fried bacon.

Tim laid the table with eating utensils and was about to bring his grandma to the table when a shirtless man sauntered in.

Raphael bent over and took a sniff of the food. “Oh? We’re eating meat today?”

Then, he moved a chair into position with his leg, sat down and immediately started eating.

“Tastes good!”

Tim quickly took the plate away and glared at the man defensively. “Grandma hasn’t eaten yet. This is for Grandma!”

Raphael lifted his eyes to look at the child. “Tim, put it down. I’m starving. I haven’t eaten for the whole day.”

on tight to the

and scolded sharply, “Put it down! You trying to go

until Grandma has

without the slightest inclination

it! You b*stard. How dare you use this tone

cursed angrily and made a move to

just eat the pickled vegetables!” Tim

Why should I eat pickles when you can eat

go of the plate, Raphael grabbed it with one hand and kicked the boy

strong a child can be, Tim was

flying backward before landing

plate of food back on

eating my food. How dare you keep the meat

with tears as he shouted at the man, “Those

raised you. It is your duty to

and glared at Tim. “Hey, have you gotten your

shrinking back to a corner,

it to me or I’ll beat

gambling addict who would often snatch Tim’s money to gamble. Realizing

have any money!” Tim glared

medical bill. I can’t let

stick came over. Leaning heavily on her stick, Mary trembled with anger when she

How can you bully