Mia is Not a Trouble-Maker!

Chapter 328: Can’t Take It Anymore

Translator: Henyee Translations   Editor: Henyee Translations

Harper gritted his teeth. “But you can’t slap my face!”

William sneered. “If we don’t hit your face, where do we hit? Your butt?”

Amelia explained, slapped your arm just now, but you didn’t wake up. You didn’t wake up even when I tickled you. In the end, I had no choice but to slap your face.”

Harper glared. “You definitely have a personal grudge!’

Amelia blinked innocently. “No, not really.”

Harper touched his swollen face and was on the brink of tears. Amelia was definitely taking the opportunity to take revenge! Only then did he remember the thing in his mouth. He looked down and saw that it was his smelly socks…

William explained, “You can’t blame me for this. The situation was urgent at that time. Who asked you to throw the smelly socks on the sofa…”

Harper was trembling with anger.

Amelia looked at him worriedly. “Brother Harper, are you alright? Do you want Mia to apply medicine for you?”

Harper pointed at the door. “Get lost! Get out, all of you! Who wants you to care? You’re hypocritical. Aren’t you disgusting! Don’t think I don’t know what you’re thinking. Are you pretending to be pitiful? Do you think the entire

family has to dote on you just because you’re pitiful? Get lost! This  trick doesn’t work on me. I’m disgusted when I see you!’

Amelia: “…” She was stunned by the scolding and could not react at all. She just wanted to apply medicine for Brother Harper… The last hit made the red string on her wrist light up, so Amelia felt that she was in the wrong. She should take off the red string before she slapped her brother’s face.

“I’m sorry…” Amelia’s eyes were red.

William was angry with Harper’s attitude. He held Amelia’s hand and left. “Mia, let’s go. He will regret it in the future!”

Amelia looked back three times at a time, In the end, William dragged her away.

Harper was in a bad mood. The dream was too real, and there had been no warning. In the dream, a large chunk of his flesh had been dug out by the female ghost. His chest still hurt. He hated Amelia’s sudden concern for him. He was used to being alone, used to not being cared for. This sudden concern only made him feel they were hypocritical, like bubbles in the sun that would shatter with a poke. So he might as well not have had it in the first place.

Outside the door, the rest of the Walton family rushed over when they heard the commotion and asked what was going on. Amelia was about to speak when she heard Harper shout angrily, “You’re so noisy!” His face darkened. He habitually wanted to slam the door shut, but he realized that his door was still leaning against the side. He had no choice but to roar, “Stay away from here! What are you looking at!’

Dylan frowned. “Harper…”

Harper: “Yes, my attitude is bad. Then I’ll say it again. Please get lost and stay away from me, okay? You’re really annoying! Very annoying!’

Everyone: “…” Their fists were hard!

Alex clenched his fists. “Go ahead. If one round doesn’t work, then two!”

Eric pulled a stick from behind his back. “I think it’ll work.”

George did not speak. His expression was cold.

Mrs. Walton was so angry that her entire body was trembling. Why? Did the entire family have to give in to a child who was rebellious? So what if he was a child! She was an old woman!

Mrs. Walton was furious. She stood up and snatched the wooden stick from

Eric’s hand. “You don’t dare to hit him, right? I’ll hit him!”

It had been a long time since Harper was beaten up. Last time, Harper was beaten until he was hospitalized, but he still acted like a bastard, so everyone stopped hitting him! Why didn’t they hit him? In the end, it was because the adults were afraid that their methods of discipline would be too intense and cause Harper to bounce back even more. But now, they really couldn’t take it anymore!

Mrs. Walton grabbed the stick and stormed over to Harper. There was a thud

as the stick hit him in the leg.

Harper looked at Mrs. Walton in shock. Horrified! His Grandma, who had been paralyzed for four years, had actually stood up because of him?!

The rest of the Walton family were also dumbfounded and shocked. The old lady was so angry that she stood up from her wheelchair! A medical miracle!

Dylan stammered, “Mom, you…”

As Mrs. Walton beat him up, she said fiercely, “Don’t stop me! No one can stop me from beating him up today! It’s useless even if the King of Hell comes!”

Amelia’s mouth formed an O in shock. Her grandmother had actually stood up and could beat someone up?

William sighed in a daze. “Awesome…”

In the room, Harper was beaten up until he cried out. Mrs. Walton’s combat power was off the charts.. “Rebellious, right? Only you can be rebellious! I can be rebellious too! I’ll beat you to death today! I’ll let you know why the flowers are so red! I’ll let you be rude! I’ll let you curse! I’ll let you roar!”