Host, Please Be Honest! What Exactly Are You? - Chapter 620 Not Mine

Chapter 620  Not Mine

Everyone knew that sooner or later, the Horseman would become a thing of the past. But for now, they must wait on the Grandmaster, before they act. At the moment, the Grandmaster was out on a very long mission. Only after he’s done will they focus on the Horseman… the real root of Vardos’ current issues. How could 1 woman cause so much trouble? Tsk. Several people now closed their eyes, mediating and cultivating in silence. Ghant had nothing to say when seeing their synchronized actions. They all say cross legged with their hands calmly resting before them and eyes closed. Even if Ghant spoke, sang, jumped and cried, they still won’t flinch. Ghant suddenly felt left out. It would be great if he could be a part of their ‘world.’ Power was something that no one in politics would refuse having. What you do with the power is what makes a difference. Ghant felt that if he could, he would love the power to defend himself and his family against the ‘new world.’ This world was just too scary to be powerless in. Do you know that he just vomited all the food and water he drank after leaving the .irrior world? The images of those grotesque figures plagued him so much that he never wanted to be in another room alone. Who would have known that a grown man would suddenly be afraid of the dark and the daylight? Now when staring at his own reflection, he subconsciously flinches back in fear. “Ahhhhhh!” A yell came from the other side of the plane, and Ghant knew it was his family. 5 minutes later, Ghant was kneeling obediently before his wife. The shock and scare his family must have gotten was a lot. What the hell happened to them? They recall distinctively being at home doing their own thing. And now, they wake up on a jet and you don’t expect them to scream? “Dad is bad…” Daughter and son pouted their lips, feeling that their father truly deserved what was coming to him. Although young, they have been told and advised on the drill if something bad is about to happen to them, their father or anyone in their family. So if their dad had told them earlier, they would have gotten aboard and wouldn’t need to be knocked out, dead asleep. Don’t think you can trick them into believing they slept naturally. Ghant moved his mouth bitterly. “Wife, parents, children…Believe me, this was the best choice and outcome on the matter.” Everyone frowned. What’s going on? “Someone, what’s me gone, and has everyone in the Red House wrapped around their fingers…” Gone obviously meant dead. Everyone understood this clearly. But who? Who is it that now has full control over the Red House?

“Doyle…. It’s Vice-president Doyle.” ****

In a little place called Hulbert Town, the people went out their busy days with smiles, frowns and expressionless faces. The little town was known for its bright and rare flowers that grew across the highways passing through the town, and across several parks and regions too. These flowers lit up the roads at night, illuminating the palace with their faint glows at their centers. It was a touristic town with people from all over the world coming in the heart of spring and fall to watch these bizarre flowers bloom or close their petals for the seasons.

In summer, they are so vibrant and mesmerizing that those driving by the town feel the need to stop and take countless photos. The sun had long set, allowing a thick blanket of night to fall over the land. In the dead of night, one would see the faint pink, purple, green, yellow, orange, blue and violet glows of these flowers. The fireflies also looked at these flowers, making for a truly magical scene that caused many to propose to their partners here. Yes, the little town of Hulbert was very used to having visitors come and go. A man returned late from work to see his wife seated on the stairway with dark bags under her eyes and a hairdo that looked like she was homeless. Perhaps he knew what awaited him, leading him to constantly return late from work n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

His sweet home was no longer what it was earlier. He and his wife were a fairly young couple who got married 1 year and 7 months ago. They were nearing their 2-year anniversary, and he felt their marriage was already on the rocks. Despite all his avoidance and late-coming, he still loved his wife with all his heart. When did it get so bad? .

Clem Shi dropped his briefcase on the table and calmly walked up to his wife, saying nothing. His words said nothing, but his hands slowly rubbed against his back. This allowed the worn-down woman to lean on him. No one said a thing.

When did their marriage feel so fragile? A year ago, they used to be inseparable. Everyone, including their friends, called them twins. Their love was so strong that it inspired others to look for the love of their lives and marry. Be it their neighbors, friends or even family, everyone felt they truly belonged to each other. And then when ‘he’ came, their world started to change. The changes weren’t noticeable at first. But each month, their relationship grew more and more strained. Well, to be honest, Clem Shi felt that it was indeed his wife’s problem. She has suddenly lost her mind a few months after ‘he’ came. She became extremely paranoid, and her mentality seemed to have collapsed altogether. To him, she no longer made sense. And what he feared the most, was having her institutionalized. “Where is our son, Liana?” “Son? … Son?” Instantly, she tightened her grip on him, looking desperately into his eyes. “Brother Shi, please believe me. That baby is not our son!… You believe me, right?”

There was a faint silence between the two. Clem Shi looked at his wife, knowing he didn’t have the strength and the balls to deny his son like that. What was his wife always going on about?

At first, he thought she was co dressing to get cheating on him with another. However, it seems that she said the boy wasn’t ‘their’ son. How can it not be their son? .

Liana’s lips became slack when knowing that her husband didn’t believe her. It sounded ridiculous, but she really wanted him to believe her. Do you think she didn’t know what she was saying was crazy? How did she know it wasn’t her son? A mother knows best when her child is different. After leaving the hospital, everyone was normal. Liana was convinced that the child she brought back was definitely her son. However, a month later, she started to realize changes in the son they watched at home. It’s eyes especially, felt like it could understand her. It was creepy and even grim. At first she thought she was overthinking things. But one night when she was about to give him a bath, he suddenly threw a rubber duck with super strength that it knocked off a faucet, allowing water to shoot out. That’s not all. There was a time it smiled and even laughed wickedly, releasing a deep voice that didn’t belong to a child. There was the biting incident too. When breastfeeding once, it put her so hard she lost a nipple. The list could go on, about the things she has through when that little thing is alone with her. Yes. When it sees its ‘father’ or anyone else, it acts like a normal baby, making the world think she was insane. It was hellbent on driving her crazy, undoing every house chore she did. No one saw her as a capable mother or wife anymore. She looked haggard and sleep-deprived all the time. Worse, no one believed her when she complained. They only looked her strange, wondering how a mother could hate her baby so much. No one believed her. This feeling made her feel she was truly alone in this world.

But what about her missing baby? Where did her true son go to?

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The muscles in Liana’s jaws seized, allowing the little fat on her cheek to jiggle when watching her husband rise up and ascend the stairs, heading towards the nursery. Watching his strong back disappear, Liana clenched her first, knowing that she couldn’t carry on like this. ‘I must kill that thing, protect my husband and find my son, all by myself…’ Liana didn’t care anymore. That thing wasn’t her son. She was 1000% sure of what she was saying! Liana slowly rose to her feet and began preparing dinner for her husband with a calm look. Now that she was determined to kill that thing, her mind became clear. She had to kill it tomorrow when her husband leaves for work. Her window of opportunity was slim because her mother typically comes over to watch ‘the baby’ and help her out. With the food ready, she headed up to tell her husband. She opened the nursery door to see the father and son in a warm atmosphere. Sadly, she couldn’t feel the warmth when seeing those things smile at her mischievously. This time, she chuckled, smiling back viciously too. ‘Just you wait… Tomorrow will be your last!’