Anyone Dares Bully you, Call Uncles! novel Chapter 911

Unable to bear it any longer, Peter put down his cutlery and went to his room. His parents were so busy arguing that they failed to notice anything wrong with him.

Later on, he was in so much pain that he could not even speak. Peter eventually passed out, just to wake out to the sounds of intense argument again.

Through the door, he could hear his parents in a heated exchange.

"Dad…mom…help…"

"Help me…call the ambulance…dad…"

"Mom…"

He mustered all of his strength but he could only whisper those final words.

No one heard him.

In his world, no one could hear him despite his desperate screams

Just like that, he died from the excruciating pain of an internal haemorrhage.

It hurt…It really hurt!!

Peter woke up with tears streaming down his face. He then curled up on the ground and started bawling his eyes out.

The weakling spirit shook his head as he backed away from Peter. He then silently looked on at the figure on the ground.

"Enjoy…little brat." murmured the spirit as he turned around to leave.

Up until that moment, the unlucky ghost had been toying with Mrs. Szell and making her a fool in front of the other parents. She tripped over numerous random things so many times that her face was bruised, and she was covered in chalk dust and water.

When Mrs. Szell heard the commotion, she immediately ran over to look for Peter.

"Peter?! What happened to you?" yelled a shocked Mrs. Szell as she frantically cradled him.

"Are you hurt? What happened? Tell me!"

Peter continued to bawl. His face was pale and drenched in tears.

"Mom… it hurts, mom…help me!" cried Peter. "Call the ambulance…please…"

Peter was still in a daze, not knowing whether he was still Michael or himself.

He was consumed by the fear, outrage, and pain that he experienced earlier that he could not distinguish between illusion and reality. The despair and humiliation felt so real to him.

Seeing her own son in such a state, Mrs. Szell was genuinely terrified. It was a rare sight to see her in such a state as Mrs. Szell had perfected the art of manipulating others with her emotions to get her way.

She rushed out while cradling Peter.

The weakling spirit just stood there watching them quietly as the two figures fade out of view.

He felt heartbroken and envious.

Mrs. Szell may not be a good person, but she still treated her son well…

While his own mother claimed that she did not get a divorce because of him while treating him like…

The unlucky ghost appeared beside him without him noticing and yelped in surprise,

"My gosh, you sure did a number on the kid, Michael! The kid's scared shitless. Tsk tsk tsk…"

Perplexed, the harem spirit asked quietly, "Don't you think you went a little overboard?"

They just wanted to teach Peter a lesson, instead, he was traumatized…

The weakling spirit kept quiet as he drifted away without even looking at the other two spirits.

He just said flatly, "Let's go, we need to catch up to Lilly."