Suffering
Chapter 6

"Dominic, I was forced to take this decision to make you change. You'll be suspended for three weeks!"

The school principal's words were still ringing in Dominic's mind, until he arrived at the door of his class. His body was standing in front of the door. Then the slightly muscular hand held the doorknob, opening it.

When the door opened wide, Kevin was standing in the doorway, blocking the way. His mouth seemed to grin, as if it was mocking what Dominic had experienced. Dominic is about to enter, but Kevin stretches out one hand holding the door leaf, making Dominic harden his jaw.

"What are you doing? Move over!" Dominic tries to get into class, but Kevin doesn't press him, still standing in the doorway.

"Don't get so angry. Hows it? Are you satisfied with today's meeting in the principal's room?" kevin asked, his tone impressed. Unceasingly the mouth grinned.

"You must have deliberately not fought me, right? You really made me blood up." Dominic clenched tightly one hand, about to hit Kevin in the face for the second time.

But the punch that landed from Dominic's hand did not hit Kevin's face. The young man dodged it by stepping back, letting Dominic lose his balance and fall to the floor.

"Don't waste your energy, Dominic. Do you want to find trouble with me?" Kevin looked at Dominic, but his face was flat.

"Now what are you going to do? Wreak your anger on me for the second time?" Kevin raised both eyebrows, both hands folded in the chest of his field.

Dominic stood up and patted his dusty knees, ignoring Kevin who was still standing with his chest beside him. Then the young man walked to his stool, grabbed his bag, and walked to the exit.

Kevin again grinned at Dominic's way of walking that looked shaky. He held out his left hand in front of Dominic. Dominic's leg stumbles on Kevin's leg, slipping back to the floor.

"Oh, it has fallen twice. How's it? It hurt?" Kevin patted his feet softly, as if cleaning up the dirty dust attached.

Kevin sat down. His hand touched Dominic's chin, his eyes looking cold and flat, almost expressionless.

"Your face looks violent. But your guts were instantly shrunken without your men," said Kevin coldly.

The hand that still holds Dominic's chin he presses, the tighter the hand holds Dominic's chin. Dominic grimaces in pain when one of Kevin's sharp nails hits his chin. Thick red liquid slightly desiccated the floor, scented rancid.

Before that hand he pulled it from Dominic's chin. His other hand seemed tightly clenched, then the tightly clenched hand lifted, landing a few punches on Dominic's breezy face. Until he pulled out a thick red liquid at the corner of his lips.

Dominic grimaced in pain. His hand was about to wipe the thick red liquid at the corner of the lips, but Kevin roughly brushed it off. Then Kevin landed a slap right at the corner of Dominic's lips, making the young man groan in pain.

"Hows it? It must have hurt with this blow? It feels the same when you hit me in the face," said Kevin, his eyes still cold. Dominic gulped as his eyes looked into Kevin's eyes.

Unable to open his mouth, the pain and pain in both cheeks was not felt. It was as if Kevin's gaze had frozen all over, unable to feel anything, numb. Dominic wanted to fight the young man in front of him, but just stood up unable. His body was trembling, his teeth were clenching.

"This is the first and last time I've done this to you. Next time if you want to prank someone." Kevin went back to crouching. "Let's see who you're gonna be." Kevin stood up again, then stepped away to the classroom exit while carrying his carry-on bag behind his back.

Kevin was waiting for the taxi he booked when suddenly the sound of a ringing like an alarm sounded to attract his attention. He reached into his pocket, picked up his cell phone and lifted it.

After speaking on the phone for a long time, Kevin turned off his phone. His hands clenched tightly holding the flat object. When the taxi arrived, Kevin got in the car.

"Where are you going, sir?" the taxi driver asked, sounding friendly.

"Go home" he answered briefly.

Before long the taxi stopped by the road near a large, iron gate. Kevin got out of the car.

With quick footsteps he entered the gate, ignoring the security guard who bowed politely to him.

His feet kept stepping into the mansion, the servants greeted him kindly, but Kevin was silent.

His legs stopped when the two eyes caught the body of the mother who looked shaggy sitting leaning on the foot of the sofa. Unceasingly the angle of netraannya bring out the warm water. Highlight Kevin's eyes slightly shook looking at the mother who was still sobbing, but her face still looked flat.

Slowly Kevin stepped his foot toward his mother. Sit beside him and say.

"How did this happen, Mother? How did you get into an accident? Who would have dared to hurt Dad?" kevin asked, his tone trembling slightly, but his face was still flat.

"Mom doesn't know. Now that your father's in the hospital, the doctor says that you fell into a coma." Kirana sobbed, unceasingly the warm water swirled out from the corner of the net.

"Then I'll go to the hospital. Mom, which hospital are you in?"

After Kirana gave her hospital address. Kevin stood up, helping his mother to rise. Then his hand grabbed the mother's hand, swept it up to the room. Then Kevin laid his mother's body on the bed, wrapped it in a thick blanket.

"Mom rest. Let me go to the hospital to see Dad" Kevin said after covering his mother. Kirana just nodded, her lips seemingly forced to smile at her son.

'They have been kind to me, given me shelter and affection. I'll definitely find out who hurt Dad.'

Without changing clothes first, Kevin immediately stepped out of the house after throwing his carry bag on the sofa. Carlos seemed to rub the luxury sedan car as Kevin stood behind him.

"I'll use the other car. Where's my car keys?" ask Kevin. Carlos seemed confused, but he deftly gave the keys to the blue sedan, Kevin's private car, but he only rarely used it.

"Tumben once Young Master wants to drive his own car?" carlos asked, and Kevin grabbed him.

"It's important. You don't have to come, just at home. Standby if Mom wants to go, you drop off" said Kevin, Carlos nodding quickly.

Kevin turned on the dark blue car that looked slim, then immediately stuck the gas, drove his car to the hospital.

"Young Master Kevin is really handsome and cool. He's smart too. No wonder the Madam and Master would adopt her." Carlos smiled thinly, then focused back rubbing the black sedan car.