The Ultimate Beast World Glow-Up novel Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Do You Want to Leave Me?

“You don’t have to accept my kindness, but you can’t treat me like this!”

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As she spoke, Themis buried her head in the chest of the beastman beside her and began to sob loudly.

The had even struck his mother.

he nearby crowd began pointing fingers at Micah. They accused him of being unfilial, saying Rosalie shut out the noise around them. She gently wiped the blood from the corner of Micah’s eye and asked softly, “Why is there so much blood?”

Micah shook his head. “It’s not mine. Someone splashed pig blood on my face.”

Rosalie leaned closer and smelled it. There was indeed a strong, raw meat smell.

She took Micah’s cold hand and looked up at him. “Do you want to leave me?”

Micah tightened his grip on her hand. His answer was firm. “Never.”

That made her decision simple. Rosalie walked to the side, picked up the half bucket of pig blood left on the ground, and poured it straight over Themis’s head.

Themis screamed and jumped up. Blood soaked her hair, sticking it together in messy strands. She stared at Rosalie with wide, shocked eyes.

She pointed at Rosalie and shouted, “So you’re the slut he chose as his Matriarch!

“Haha! You still don’t know, do you?

“He only married you to escape the match we arranged for him!”

“You really think he loves you? Keep dreaming!” She spat.

Her face turned smug as she spoke. Micah’s expression darkened. His fists clenched tightly.

Rosalie strode forward, grabbed Themis by the hair, and slapped her hard across the face. A red handprint bloomed on Themis’s cheek at once.

Themis covered her cheek, eyes full of disbelief. “Rosalie! You dare hit me!

“You think that I don’t know you were kicked out of your tribe?!

“Without your mother, you’re nothing. And you dare hit me?”

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Chapter 33 Do You Want to Leave Me?

As she spoke, Themis pulled a thick leather whip from behind her and lashed it toward Rosalie’s face.

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Rosalie caught the whip with one hand. The force made half her body go numb, but she stared at Themis with cold fury.

“Micah was wrong to hit you,” Rosalie said.

“But there are rules. Once a male is married, he is under his Matriarch’s authority.

“And you struck my husband without

my husband without my knowledge.

“You bullied someone under my protection.” Her voice rose sharply at the last words.

Themis froze, frightened by the pressure rolling off Rosalie.

Rosalie yanked the whip away and slammed it to the ground. Dust flew up around them.

She stared at Themis and questioned, “You bullied Micah. Why shouldn’t I hit you?”

Her voice rang out clearly. Many people around them nodded in agreement.

“That’s right. He has a Matriarch now. Of course everything falls under her authority.”

Others frowned and argued back. “But she’s still his birth mother. She’s worried about him and even willing to spend money for him. This feels too harsh.”

Themis seized the moment. “Rosalie, should I tell everyone about what you did in the past?”

She was sure Rosalie wouldn’t dare to oppose her again. Micah couldn’t take it anymore. Themis could insult him all she wanted. He was used to it.

But he would not allow her to humiliate his Matriarch.

He stepped forward and shouted, “Mother! That’s enough!”

A smug smile crept onto Themis’s face. She kicked the beastman beside her. “Go. Pick up the whip. Today I’ll teach him how to respect his mother.”

She raised the whip and struck hard at Micah. Micah closed his eyes. Words from others could destroy lives. He could not let Rosalie suffer because of him.

One second passed. Two seconds. Three seconds.

The pain never came. Micah opened his eyes. Rosalie’s small figure stood in front of him. Her exposed collarbone bore a fresh red welt from the whip.

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Micah’s eyes burned red. The anger he had held back finally exploded. He stared at the woman who had never truly loved him.

“Mother,” he said hoarsely, “you say it was all for my good. Then why did you sell me to the woman at the edge of the village?

“She married seven husbands; every single one of them died tragically.”

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