chapter 3 Do you think I'm scared?

It's too much, it's too much!

I have no shame in saying that I cheated, and I looked down on my mother and locked her out.

I remember that my mother worked hard to bring me up. When I was young, I got seriously ill. My mother carried me on her back and walked more than ten miles of mountain roads in the dark to the town hospital to revive me.

And in these years, in order for me to successfully complete college, she became both a father and a mother. She ate worse than a pig every day, went to bed later than a dog, and woke up earlier than a chicken.

Why did she let Sophie Gibson scold her like this? !

Can I bear it? I can't bear it!

My wife may have never seen me get so angry, and it was indeed the first time I hit her, but she deserved it.

She immediately took two steps back, covered her face that was red from being hit by me, and screamed, "Jay Carter, you dare to hit me... I have grown so big that my parents are reluctant to touch me, how dare you hit me?" "

I stared at her with scarlet eyes and shouted, "I'm not only going to beat you, I'm going to kill you!"

As I said that, I pulled out the boning knife from my waist!

When my wife saw me taking out the knife, her eyes were obviously dazed for a moment, but soon she stretched her neck, thinking that I was just scaring her.

"Try touching me! Come on, if you can, just chop me down..."

Looking at my wife's determined eyes, she just felt that I was scaring her and that I didn't dare to do anything.

But she was wrong. Ever since I received that phone call from my son, I have not thought about living anymore.

If we want to die, we all will die together, but I have to find the adulterer and drag him to death together.

I forced my wife into the corner, put the knife directly on her neck, and said with blood-red eyes, "Do you think I really don't dare? Sophie Gibson, from the moment you fell in love with me, I thought about my fucking life... ...Kill you first, and then I will commit suicide, and it will be over!"

My wife was frightened by my words. Her eyes were not as sharp as before, and her tone softened. "Husband, you... put the knife down first. We have something to talk about..."

"Tell me, who is that man?"

The wife looked embarrassed and begged in her tone, "Husband, don't do this, I'm afraid..."

"Are you afraid now? Why didn't you think about it when you were having fun in bed with that adulterer?"

"I...I don't understand what you are talking about? What kind of adulterer?" My wife's eyes avoided me, obviously panicked.

"You are still pretending to be here with me, right? My son called me an hour ago and said that an uncle came to the house. He said that he would hold you and spank you as soon as you entered the door... Is my son talking nonsense?"

The wife frowned, "It's nothing at all. Lucky is so young, what does he know?"

"Haha..." I sneered and continued to glare at her fiercely, "My son is young, but he doesn't know how to lie! Sophie Gibson, are you going to say it today or not?"

"What did I say! Jay Carter, please stop being crazy, or I'll sue you for domestic violence..." His wife suddenly screamed.

"Sue, you fucking sue!"

"Do you think I don't dare?"

My wife said, pushing me away hard and heading straight to the bedroom.

I hurriedly chased after her, trying to catch her, but she opened her eyes violently and yelled at the same time to grab my face.

My wife’s nails are very long and she accidentally scratched my face.

I was so angry that I pushed her down on the bed.

He rushed towards her and grabbed her neck, yelling, "I have to kill you today! I worked so hard to make money to support my family, but you stole a man behind my back..."

My wife continued to struggle, but it was obviously useless. Her delicate face soon turned red from my pinching, as if she was about to suffocate.

Seeing her like this, I suddenly felt sad and let go of her neck.

My wife sat up and coughed hard, while glaring at me with fierce eyes, as if she wanted to eat me up.

I gradually calmed down and lit myself a cigarette.

He took a deep breath and said softly, "Tell me who that man is? I won't let you go if you don't tell me today..."

Before I finished speaking, a loud "bang" sound suddenly came from outside.

The door was kicked open, and before I could react, I heard hurried footsteps rushing in.

I looked up suddenly.

Standing at the door of the bedroom was a tall, ferocious-looking man with a short hair and a watermelon knife in his hand.

This man was my wife's brother, a prisoner in a labor camp who had only been released from prison less than half a year ago.

He rushed in and slashed my head with the machete in his hand. At the same time, he cursed viciously, "Jay Carter, if you dare to bully my sister, I will kill you!"

I ducked, and the knife in his hand struck the bed with a "stirrup" sound.

I ran to the living room and picked up the boning knife on the floor.

At the same time, Alonzo Gibson also chased me out and was stunned when he saw the boning knife in my hand.

I raised the boning knife in my hand and pointed it at him, yelling, "Come on! Do you think I'm scared?"

"Okay! The worst I can do is kill you, and I'll go in again."Alonzo Gibson said coldly, about to rush towards me.

At this moment, my mother's trembling voice appeared at the door: "Don't do it, don't do it..."

I looked back at my mother. She was holding the vegetables she had just bought. When she saw Alonzo Gibson and I holding knives to chop each other, she was so anxious that she almost cried.

My heart suddenly softened, and I turned around and shouted, "Mom, my son is unfilial. I will repay your kindness in the next life!"

My mother ran towards me, hugged me hard, and cried for me to put down the knife.

I feel very helpless.

At this time, Alonzo Gibson put down the knife and yelled at my mother, "Old woman, your son is bullying my sister. If you don't care, I will take care of it!"

My mother took the boning knife from my hand, then looked at Alonzo Gibson and said, "We are all members of the same family. If you have anything to say, please talk to me. Don't use the knife, it will hurt the harmony..."

"Amicable?"Alonzo Gibson smiled coldly, "How nice! Your useless son almost strangled my sister to death, did you know that?"

My mother was speechless for a long time because she didn't know what happened.

I was about to speak when Alonzo Gibson walked up to my mother, gave my mother a fierce look, and said with a sullen face, "Old woman, your son is such a loser that he can't make enough money. He beats his wife when he can't make any money." Quite useful?"

My mother lowered her head and let Alonzo Gibson scold her. She had always been like this, always abusing herself in order to be harmonious and make money.

But I couldn't stand it, so I walked up and said with red eyes, "Alonzo Gibson, please pay attention to what you say, that's my mother!"

"What's wrong? That's what I said, what's wrong?"

After Alonzo Gibson finished speaking, he suddenly sniffed his nose, stared at the two sacks on the ground, and sneered, "What did I mean that smells so bad? It turns out it's these rotten things..."

As he spoke, he picked up the sack and threw it all out.

The bacon and sausage inside were spilled all over the floor, and all the eggs fell out and shattered all over the floor...

My mother was so anxious that she stamped her feet, "Oh... why is this happening! I brought this from the countryside for my son, daughter-in-law, and grandson to eat. How can you give it..."

"Trash stuff, do you think my sister and my little nephew will eat it? Only a useless son like you will eat it!"Alonzo Gibson sneered.

I clenched my fists, and the shame in my heart made me instantly lose all my sanity.

Picking up the boning knife on the ground, he slashed the back of Alonzo Gibson head...