Chapter 52: You've Got Guts? How About I Drive A Knife Through It?

Asher's POV

“Bastard!”

My mind was in a chaotic state, with so many thoughts racing through it. I was feeling odd... mixed feelings actually. A part of me felt like ending this long-drawn battle, with his life of course, and another felt so disgusted, like it would take a trip around the blazing sun, just to not see his stern face.

“I'll be back.” Mr. Carter promised, more like warned us, and started to leave, not without flashing us his annoying smile.

"You must be sick and stuck in your damn fantasies.” I groaned.

“Like I said, I will be back.” He reiterated. "But until then, my fantasies would soar.” He grinned.

“Damn you!” I cussed under my breath.

The foil and abandoned piece of cake he was having started at me, and got me even more riled up. That right there, was my long hours of hard work, to please my family, and not some goddamn punk.

“Say hello to your beautiful kids, Jasmine.” He said while walking away like a gentleman.

That was the straw that broke the camel’s ba