Hate War

Chapter 24

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I promised myself in my firm determined voice. "I will make you lose this Hate War, Jack Miller" With this in my mind, I started walking towards my house at a fast pace while nibbling my lower lip in resentment. "I will enjoy making you lose this Hate War my foot I won't let you win anything" I mimicked his voice in irritation.

"Jack Miller in this life you can only win my hatred for you and nothing else," I said in anger while still cursing about how he is trying to show his dominance over me. All the things he made me do against my will start again revolving in my brain.

How he made me beg him for his forgiveness. How he made me beg for not burning the papers in front of my eyes. How he made me make coffee for him five times. How he forced me to kiss him and just a moment ago how he stole my kiss. Just because he has those papers he thinks he can make me do anything.

If he didn't have the other half of the power of attorney papers trust my words he couldn't even make me do anything in his dreams too. I'm doing all the things he is commanding me to do just for the people who I love so much. I'm following all his decrees by swallowing my pride just for their happiness or else my fist has shown him where to shove his commands and all personal maid stupidity.

He knows why I'm doing all this and he knows I will do anything to get those power of attorney papers. That's why he is taking advantage of situations and making me do whatever he desires. His evilness has increased to a level where I want to kick him where the sun doesn't shine. It has increased my hate for him even more.

"If he thinks he will make me do anything and I will fulfill his command happily then he is wrong. I will give him a hard time too," I said in anger while fisting my fist. "He will regret his decision of asking me to be his personal maid," I said with a smirk on my face and entered the house with this wicked idea.

I directly went to the kitchen to drink some water as I was so thirsty. I saw dad was almost done eating his breakfast. He looked at me and smiled but his eyes moved to my attire and his smile turned into a grin. He must be again thinking something out of this world after seeing me in Jack's sweatpants and t-shirt. I just rolled my eyes and went straight to the fridge to take a water bottle. I need cold water to cool my heated head or else it will just explode. Taking the bottle I opened the cap I gulped the cold contain. It felt so nice when cold water passed my dry throat and satisfied my thirst while drinking I looked at dad and he was still grinning. I again rolled my eyes at him and kept drinking the water.

"Am I going to get my first grandchild soon," dad asked from nowhere with a wide grin on his face. Listening to him I spit out the water from my mouth and started coughing hard. Keeping the bottle on the kitchen island I started rubbing my chest as the water went in the wrong pipe. Seeing my coughing dad came to my side and started moving his hand on my back in a soothing manner. "Are you ok? Why are you always in such a hurry" dad asked and started scolding me when I stopped coughing.

"Dad! from where things like this come to your mind," I said in irritation, a little breathless.

"What! Is it bad to ask for a grandchild?" he asked in this baffled voice.

"Yes," I said, taking the water bottle from the kitchen counter and gulping some of it to make go away the itching sensation in my throat.

"I'm old and I need to see my grandchild's face before dying," he said with a perplexed look on my face.

"No one is dying, you are fit as a trunk," I said. "And you are not having any grandkid anytime soon and especially not with Jack aka the big baby himself," I said in my annoyed voice.