Chapter 668: A Good Horse Doesn’t Graze on Old Pastures

"Gentry..."

Phoebe Thorne hugged Gentry Chapman and cried. It had only been a month, yet her eldest son had grown so thin his face was gaunt. ’How could she possibly rest easy?’

"Mom... I miss you... boo hoo..."

Gentry Chapman cried until he was gasping for air. He missed his mom and younger siblings so much it made his heart ache.

Phoebe Thorne’s heart shattered. She could endure any hardship herself, but she couldn’t stand to see her children suffer. With her daughter and younger son by her side, she had no worries. But her eldest son... She truly couldn’t stop worrying about him.

Now seeing her eldest son’s pitiful state, Phoebe Thorne felt even more worried. Not only was he thin, but his clothes also hadn’t been washed in days. His pants had a large hole that hadn’t been mended, and on such a cold day, Gentry Chapman was only wearing a single layer of pants, not even long johns underneath.

Feeling her son’s ice-cold hands, Phoebe Thorne’s temper flared. ’That bastard Brian Chapman! He can’t even take care of his own son. A good-for-nothing parasite like him is a waste of air!’

"Ouch... Stop hitting me! I came to take Phoebe and the kids home... Ow..."

Brian Chapman wailed incessantly as Phoebe Huxley beat him, completely unable to fight back. Phoebe Thorne wiped away her tears, rushed over, and landed a vicious kick. "You useless thing! Gentry was starving with you! Do you even deserve to be a father? You’re just a pathetic coward!"

"If you hadn’t sent the photos to my office, I wouldn’t have been fired! Without a salary, how am I supposed to raise our son? And you, Phoebe Thorne, have the audacity to blame me?"

Brian Chapman forgot Mr. Chapman’s advice. He was simmering with resentment. So what if he was wrong for seeing another woman? Phoebe Thorne had been utterly ruthless. ’And now she has the nerve to blame me for not taking good care of our son? Hmph, she should stop and think whose fault this really is!’

"Who told you you couldn’t keep it in your pants? Did Phoebe tell you to go find a mistress? Did Phoebe tell you to fool around? You’re the rotten one here, yet you have the gall to blame Phoebe? I’ll chop you up and feed you to the dogs!"

The furious Phoebe Huxley looked for a handy weapon, but after searching for a while, she only found half a brick. Rosalind Green was startled. This could get someone killed! She quickly handed over a ruler. "Aurelia, this is better!"

It wouldn’t kill him, but it would hurt like hell.

Before Phoebe Huxley could reach for it, Phoebe Thorne had already snatched it. She began whipping Brian Chapman across the head and face. "If you don’t have a job, go do manual labor! Go beg! Go dig through the trash! You’re a grown man with hands and feet, and you can’t even feed yourself? You’re useless! And you still have the nerve to show up here? I’ll beat you to death..."

"Ow... Stop it... I was wrong! Phoebe, let’s just go back to how things were. I promise I’ll change. I’ll do whatever you say. I definitely won’t go looking for anyone else, I’m telling the truth... Please, just give me another chance!"

Only then did Brian Chapman remember the lines his father had taught him, which he had memorized by heart.

"Who the hell do you think you are? Really think you’re something special? A good horse never doubles back for old grass. Phoebe is doing great now. She’d have to be out of her mind to go back with you!"

Phoebe Huxley picked up the brick and brandished it a few times. Brian Chapman broke out in a cold sweat, terrified this tigress would actually smash him with it. He feared he wouldn’t make it out alive.

Raina had also rushed over. Hearing Brian Chapman’s shameless words, the old woman’s anger flared. Cradling Allister, she charged over and kicked him hard several times.

"Get the hell out of my sight! My daughter is doing great now. Don’t you dare come back, or I’ll have Felix chop you to pieces!"