Chapter 3: Awakening

Chapter 3: Awakening

"STOP!!"

Miguel's frantic shout echoed in the room. However, it was already too late.

PAK!

A resounding slap echoed right after his shout.

Sara fell weakly to the ground. A red handprint was present on her face. A look of resentment flashed across her face as tears slowly fell from her eyes while she stared at the man in front of her.

The man has a well-built body. His finger was pointing right in front of Sara's face as he yelled, "Bitch, I told you to prepare dinner for me quickly. What do you mean you will make a soup first? Is soup a proper food for dinner?"

As he said that, his gaze soon hovered over to Miguel.

A hint of surprise surfaced on his face as he looked at Sara once again.

A boisterous laugh escaped his mouth as he bellowed at the top of his lungs, "Right! Right! Haha, I get it now! So, you planned to make soup for your foolish bastard son first?"

"Is that it? Instead of taking care of your husband first, you planned to take care of your bastard son? Hmmp! What a whore!"

He harrumphed and was about to slap her once again when he suddenly felt shivers down his spine.

His movements stopped in midair as he looked around him in confusion. The sudden shiver was something he had not experienced before. He was unable to understand it and was unable to tell what caused such a thing to happen.

He looked over and saw Miguel staring at him with fierce eyes. He got startled, as this was the first time that the fool Miguel had looked at him that way.

Confusion filled his eyes upon seeing him.

Rage boiled up inside him, and he was already prepared to give the fool a beating like he would always do; however, as if recalling something, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He looked at Miguel and then at Sara alternatively before he left with a cold harrumph, smashing the door in the process.

Miguel stared at the departing figure with clear hostility in his eyes. If not for the fact that he was still very weak right now, he would have killed the guy right there and then without hesitation.

However, Miguel acted with reason and held himself back. There was a time and opportunity for everything. He must stay patient for now.

That man earlier was the husband of Sara, Jonas. According to the memory he got, the two of them have been together for almost 20 years.

"Ohh Miggy..."

She hugged him tightly as tears continued to burst out of her eyes.

The joy in her heart could not be hidden; even the old and wizened Miguel could not help but hug her back, reciprocating her overflowing emotions.

He was swept away by the emotion of this mother, who was thousands of years younger than him.

Even so, Miguel did not hold back as he reciprocated her hug.

Her worries and resentment were wiped away as the son she had raised since childhood finally hugged her back.

Sometimes, all one needs was a hug to wipe away the pain and sorrows that one was feeling.

Old and young, no matter the gender, emotions were ever-present for everyone.

As the two were hugging each other tightly, an excruciating pain suddenly assaulted Miguel's mind.

ARGGHH!

A grunt was released as he immediately held his aching head.

"Miggy, are you alright?" Sara's worried voice entered his ears.

However, all of Miguel's attention was already placed on the sudden pain in his head, and he has no time to answer her worries.

The pain intensified, and right when it reacheditse peak, the pain disappeared as if it did not exist in the first place.

Miguel's confusion did not last long as a burst of light flashed in front of him and Sara.

The next moment, a mysterious black book floated in front of him and Sara elegantly.

Seeing the book, Sara's mouth opened widely as a hint of surprise and awe flashed across her face.

"This... this..."

"Miggy, you awakened!"