Chapter 924

The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 924 Fred’s sudden cold tone made him look terrifying. Mya stopped walking. She appeared weak and her face was pale. She looked wronged and afraid as she stared at Fred, “You’re a bad guy, just like Luke Graham. I don’t want to be friends with you anymore.”

Mya tried to run out in her hospital clothes. As soon as she opened the door, she was stopped by someone outside. Fred said, “Go back to bed, now.”

“I don’t want to listen to you! Let me go home!” Mya pouted. She looked like she was about to cry anytime soon, What are you going to do? Don’t come here! Don’t come near me. I hate you now.”

Mya ran to a corner to distance herself from him. She then grabbed a vase nearby to defend herself, “If you come closer, I’ll smash you with this!”

Fred merely took a step forward. And this triggered her defensive response. This was completely different from the behavior of his other female companions back in Ventropolis Prison who would always cling to him.

He said, “Put it down and come here obediently. I can forgive you for what you did.”

Mya frowned and looked angry. In Fred’s eyes, she was not a threat at all. He even saw her behavior as nothing more than her throwing a tantrum. She said, “Why should I listen to you? You aren’t my parents. You’re a bad guy, an old despicable man!

“I’m going to smash you!”

Mya threw the vase in anger. Fred tilted his head, and the vase flew past his ear before smashing against the wall behind him.

Fred responded, “As my pet, you should be obedient. Mya, is it because I’ve been too nice to you lately, so you dare to talk to me like this?”

Fred could allow Mya to act on a whim. But now, she actually dared to hurt him. No one had ever done that before.

Mya replied, “You’re the pet. Your whole family is pets.”

Fred disliked the disdainful look on Mya when she was looking at him now. She looked afraid and resistant to him. She continued saying, “I-I want to go home. Don’t stop me.”

As Mya ran past Fred, he suddenly grabbed her wrist and forcefully threw her onto the bed. A loud sound could then be heard.

Mya’s head hit the headboard. She then felt a pain. She covered her head and immediately burst into tears, “My head hurts!

“You hurt me. My head is going to have a big bump. I’m going to become stupid again.

“Mom… Fred Turner hurt me. He hurt me!”

Mya cried with her hands on her head. She was out of breath. Fred indeed did not hold back when he threw her. He had never cared when women cried, but this time, it made him feel uneasy.

“Enough. Stop crying.” His tone was threatening. Mya shivered in fear. Fred frowned and worriedly walked over to Mya, “Let me take a look.” As soon as he touched her hands that were still covering her head, she unexpectedly felt extremely resistant. She fearfully crawled off the bed and walked to a corner before crouching down. She held her head and did not dare to look up.

She said in a sobbing voice, “Don’t hit me. I won’t do it again…

“I’ll listen to you. I won’t do it again. I want to go home.”

Fred furrowed his eyebrows even tighter, “Mya Harper, I want you to stand up and stop crying.”

Mya was still crouching. She waved at him in fear, “Don’t hit me. I’ll stop crying, I’ll stop crying… I’ll wipe my tears away now.”

She then used the back of her hands to quickly wipe off her tears. Fred found Mya’s current state abnormal. He believed she looked like someone who had experienced psychological trauma.

He squinted his gloomy eyes and stared at Mya. He noticed her eyes were filled with timidity, compliance, and fear. She looked like a helpless pitiful person who had been bullied.