All Chapters of Don't Eat Me, Mister Cold: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

Seeing the tears of anger welling up on Amber's eyes, Ruby snorted lightly. While folding her arms in front of her chest, she added to the fire in the woman's heart. “I wonder why you trust your husband so easily. You should have been suspicious to see us whispering affectionately this morning. You know what Adam actually said to me?” Ruby placed a hand beside her mouth and whispered, "He doesn't know how to start getting rid of you." Unexpectedly, Amber's hand flew towards Ruby's head. With all her might, she gripped the hair that always bothered her eyes. "Hey!" Ruby spontaneously grimaced and bowed. Her scalp could be pulled out if she did not follow the direction of Amber's movement. "I can't be patient with you anymore. Evil witch like you doesn't deserve help. You should just freeze in that pool!” Without the slightest bit of pity, Amber dragged the Red Hair out. She did not care if that woman groaned in pain and scratched her hand. She just wanted her to leave their house

"Mom?" Adam sighed in disbelief. His feet subconsciously moved backwards, pushed away by the shock. "How could you hurt my daughter? I have put great hope and trust in you. But it turns out, you dare to turn me down?” Mrs. Lim rebuked as she poked her son-in-law's shoulder with an index finger. As he had not regained his senses, Adam just kept, silent observing the situation. He realized that the woman in front of him was burning with emotion, while his wife, who sat on the bed, was staring at her mother in confusion. However, his brain kept failing to come up with a solution. It was only when his gaze fell on the smiling red-haired woman behind Mrs. Lim that his tongue could overcome the stiffness. “What did you say to my mother-in-law to make her this angry?” he sighed in annoyance. "Stop pretending, Adam!" Mrs. Lim said while pointing her index finger at him. "I know you have an affair. How could you?" "Having an affair?" The man was shaken to hear the words come out of Mrs. L

"What do you mean with fail?” a man from across the phone replied. His voice sounded a little panicked and annoyed. "I've managed to get his wife to leave. But now, Adam is also gone. I am alone in this forest. Quickly send someone here!” Ruby explained as she dragged her suitcase and coat back to the cottage. Instead of being angry, Edward laughed. His amusement made Ruby's blood boil even more. "Don't laugh at me! I told you this plan won't work. Adam doesn't love me anymore. It's a waste of me humiliating myself if the result is like this.” “Don't exaggerate! Haven't you ever shown your body to him before? Your interactions in the past were actually much more intimate than your flirtation last night,” Edward said, successfully making Ruby freeze her steps and sigh in disbelief. "What kind of husband are you? Your wife is almost serving another man, but you take it easy? You should be jealous, Ed," she whimpered. The conversation ins

Hearing that hoarse voice, Sebastian's eyes widened. As he straightened his back from the chair, he sighed in disbelief, "Amber?" The woman did not answer. She was too busy controlling the breaths that were too tight. Sebastian became increasingly convinced that it was her. "Hey, how are you? Are you feeling any better?” the man asked matter-of-factly. He had endured worrying for hours. Instead of answering, Amber let out a bigger cry. Her hand gripped the tight chest. "No, I feel even worse.” "Why?" Sebastian inquired in soft voice as if he was in the same pain. “Should I fly there now? Maybe, I can make you feel better.” Amber shook her head even though her movements were not visible. "No. I don't want you to waste time coming here." "Then, how? What can I do to lessen your sadness?” "I don't know either. The others just called me. But I'm even more annoyed," Amber reported before wiping her nose. "The others?" The ma

Adam sat by the window. His sad gaze was fixed on the outside. The snow had fallen more heavily. If only he and Amber were still at home, they would be sitting together, sharing a blanket over a cup of hot tea. But in reality, there was no other chair beside him. There were no stories or laughter to spoil his ears. Unknowingly, tears began to block Adam's view. Before the grief got out of hand, Nick's voice snapped him out of the thoughts. “Boss, are you crying?” Adam spontaneously blinked and straightened his back. Furrowing his brows, he shook his head. "No." "Yes, you're crying," the man who was leaning over his boss's eyes said. After placing two cups of coffee on the windowsill, he pulled a chair and sat down beside Adam. “Where did your wife go, Boss? You must be thinking about her." Adam swallowed bitterly. He was not used to expressing his feelings to other. However, he had no other choice. The burden in his heart was already too heavy. He had