~Chapter Thirty Eight~

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His father came down the stairs and clasped his hands around Chan's neck. Making the boy gasp for air as he desperately tried to pull his father's hands away.

"You ungrateful little sh*t!" His father roared as he pushed Chan to the couch. "What am gonna do when you're mother's gone?"

He pushed Chan onto the couch, his hands still wrapped around his son's neck and trapping him against the soft surface.

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