My Waste Husband novel Chapter 982

"Hahaha!"

"What are you laughing at!" Alvin frowned, "Do you think I'm joking with you?"

"Isn't it?" Sonal asked rhetorically.

"Ah," Alvin snorted, "I was joking, but not with you. I was joking with destiny. Today, I finally realized the true meaning of life. Mr. Zhang has given me a second life. Before him, anyone could bully me and humiliate me. Thinking back of all those years, I was less than a dog!"

"And you think you are better than one now?" Sonal raised her eyebrows and looked straight into Alvin's eyes. "Although I don't know the underground world, Radiant Island, nor the leader of the City of Hell, I know one thing, all the things you are having were given to you by the Lins as an act of charity. Do you know what charity means? It means that you are a freeloader. They can give you everything easily, and they can also take everything back easily. You are right. You were less than a dog. But you aren't any better now. You are promoted to a dog, the Lins' dog. You will have to do whatever they want you to do!"

"B*tch!" Alvin slapped Sonal in the face with the back of his hand. The sound of a slap was particularly harsh at this moment.

Sonal covered her face with her hand, still staring at Alvin. She continued, "What's wrong? Did I just push your button? You are their dog. Why do you mind if I'm telling the truth?"

"B*tch, shut the f*ck up!" Alvin roared and slapped her again.

Sonal was already very weak because of the abortion. Alvin’s slaps knocked her down on the ground.

In the darkness, the skinny Alvin stared at Sonal like an evil. He gritted his teeth and said, "Do you know that comparing to me, you are a piece of garbage? What right do you have to judge me?"

Sonal slowly got up from the ground. One side of her face had swelled up. Sonal let out a burst of miserable laughter, "Alvin, maybe I'm a piece of garbage. But I worked hard to earn what I want. You blame me for seducing man, for being a mistress, but I don't take other people's handouts. Not like you, if it weren't for the Lins and that Zhang, you are still just that miserable front desk boy, and you will die as one. You know what? You just an unambitious loser. In the end, you are still a dog. You just turned from a docile dog to a dog that bites!"

"I'll f*cking kill you!" Alvin roared. He kicked Sonal down to the ground.

The kick landed on Sonal's lower abdomen. Her face twisted because of the excruciating pain.

As someone who just had her abortion, the lower abdomen was one of Sonal's most fragile parts of her body.

Looking at Sonal, whose face was distorted, Alvin didn't show a trace of care. His eyes were filled with cruelty. Alvin strode forward and stepped on Sonal's wrist, "B*tch, this is the chance I'm giving you. Say you're sorry, or I'll kill you!"

Tears fell down from the corners of Sonal's eyes. She looked at this familiar and yet strange man in front of her and said, "Alvin, you are a dog! If you have the guts, then kill me! You are a dog only bark but no bite!"

"B*tch, you asked for it!" There was a murderous intent in Alvin's eyes. He swiped his hand across his belt, and a dagger appeared in his hand. Ever since Alvin returned from the desert, he had been carrying weapons.

Seeing the dagger, Sonal didn't panic. Instead, she gradually calmed down, with a look of relief in her eyes.

"Alvin, don't pretend to be tough in front of me. I have been with you for so many years, and I know exactly how you really are. If you have the guts to kill me, you wouldn't still be somebody's dog!" Sonal raised her head and gave Alvin her neck.