Chapter 65. I Still Do Hate You

“Oh, fuck…” I groan, “this whole thing was for us.”

“How did you know we were looking for the money?!” Zeath yells out but gets no reply.

I don’t know about him, but I sure as well want to fuck the money and grab this bullet so that it’ll remain my family to deal with.

“Give me the gun, Mellow,” Zeath says calmly.

I bite my lower lips, eyes fixated on the bullet while trying to contain my anger.

Zeath reaches down and gently slips the gun from my grip before placing it back on the table and taking my hands, squeezing softly.

“It’s no use, my love, killing her,” he whispers before placing his index finger under my chin and turning my head so that my gaze is diverted from the floor to his face. “This is enough suffer for her, and the best she can get.”

Mama Tia starts laughing hysterically.

“Why is she laughing?” I ask behind gnashing teeth. “Fuck! I just want to kill her!”

“Let’s leave her be.”

“She kil— fuck