You More Than Anything In The World

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.”

held on tight

down! You trying to go against me or

can’t eat until

brows without the slightest

you use this tone with

cursed angrily and made a move to

the pickled vegetables!” Tim

you can eat meat? Do

to let go of the plate,

child can be, Tim was definitely no match

sent flying backward before landing on the floor and hitting his

food back on the

grew up eating my food. How dare you keep the meat from me? Everything in this home belongs

at the man, “Those things were bought with the money I

ones who raised you. It is your

at Tim. “Hey,

guard up and shrinking back to a

better give it to me or I’ll

gamble. Realizing that the kid must have received his pay, Raphael started demanding

have any money!” Tim

pay for Grandma’s medical bill. I can’t let

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

you… treacherous son! How can you