All Chapters of The Cursed Beauty and his Beast: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

He straightened himself and stared in confusion at his lover. “So.” Irvin dropped his jaw at the unexpected response from Henrick. He didn’t expect that he wouldn't give a shit towards the girl that he thought was carrying his offspring. “What do you mean by that?!” Irvin raised his voice. Obviously disappointed at how heartless Henrick became. “She texted you that she’s bleeding and you didn't care?” Irvin realized the irony of his statement. In reality, he’s the one that have a relationship with Henrick not Ivy. And yet he’s reacting like Ivy’s older brother about to punch this guy in front of him because he didn’t show any concern towards the woman asking for his presence. Henrick’s shoulder dropped down and his head tilted on the back as he reduced the space between and Irvin. He wrapped his arms around his waist and rested his chin on his shoulder. “Why are you being so grumpy this early, huh?” Henrick continues to tease him but it only worsens Irvin’s mood. His lips

“What’s your answer on number ten?” Zeke leaned over towards Moe. Stretching his neck as long as possible just to take a view on his paper but even until he could feel the limit of his neck he wasn’t able to do so. Moe pushed his paper on the opposite side so that he couldn't copy his answer. “Just give me some ideas. I won’t totally copy your work.” That’s a lie. Zeke and Literature are mortal enemies. No matter what he does, even with the help of some tutors he still won’t be able to understand a thing or two. “Here.” Oliver slides his paper towards him but he only returns it to him in an instant. “I don’t want yours. I don’t want to get zero. We’re both stupid.” He said. Somehow making fun of him. Just like Zeke, Oliver too, isn’t good with Literature. Or even worse, most of the subjects. Oliver grabbed his paper back, rolled it and smacked him on his head. “I know. But this paper isn’t mine. It’s Boone’s.” As soon as he heard his explanation he stopped terroriz

Boone instantly stared at the door the moment he heard it open. It was Finn. His eyes didn’t leave Finn even until he was seated beside him. Behind him followed Dr. Doyle, the Proctologist that Boone approved. She wasn’t the best in the hospital but the fact that she’s a woman, Boone agreed to make her the doctor that would see Finn’s concern. Mainly because the idea of the man seeing his boyfriend's private parts makes him feel anxious. “How is he, Doc?” He instantly asked when he noticed her presence emerge from his back. Her attention was on the metal clipboard when takes her seat. She took a while before she faced the two. “Before I give my diagnosis, I have a few questions, Mr…” She paused. Her eyes were on Boone. “Wright. I’m Boone Wright.” Somehow her eyes dilated at his name. He’s aware that she had known his name or worse, his family. But she didn’t dare to speak about it. “Okay.” She nodded. As if articulating the q

The moment she gets out of the room she continues to call her son. He hadn’t answered any of her yet and Silvia hasn’t any plan on giving up. If she needs to call him a hundred times just for him to give in then so be it. Her eyes were fixed on her phone while she walked in the hallway. Other than the nurse having their rounds, there’s nothing much humans wandering around. “Just answer it. Please. Please.” She mumbled to herself as she put her cellular on her ears. The sound of the constant ringing already bugging her. Sometimes she could hear the chime on her ears even though she took a break from calling Henrick’s phone. She gives him just a few rings then she hangs up the phone. She sighed in disappointment. Silvia had been holding back her anger towards Henrick since she got back home. If it wasn’t for her husband, she wouldn’t even think of going back any sooner. Her mind was still drawn at the beauty of travelling and yet her husband forced her to check on their only

Silvia went out of the garden. She checked the table if the servants did as she had told them. The teacups and dessert plates that she bought in HongKong, China that cost her a hundred bucks were laying on the table as expected.“Silvie~” a middle aged woman greeted Silvia. She walked towards her, arms spread and gave her a light peck on the cheek. “It’s been a while. I didn’t know that you’re already here.” Silvia gave her a sweet smile. “Well, everything happened on such short notice. My mind is all over the places that I forgot to even contact any of you.” “No worries. What’s important is you’re back.” They chuckled. After an hour that Max had left, Silvia still couldn't sleep. She tried to close her eyes and count sheep on her mind but still no use. The chattering and laughter of those nurses keep bugging her. As if they are making fun of her for letting her only son have gay friends. And in no time, Henrick would end