Misunderstanding Bato Novels & Stories

(Bang or Abang is a nickname for a brother or elder brother or husband). "You don't have to worry about this kid! Then he gets a big head!" He glared back at Alif. "There is evidence that at this age, there is still no result of unemployment! It's not clear to go abroad, you never send money. Eh, now you don't even bring anything back! What a fool you are! What have you done in Batam? Sweep the bridge with your hair?" Babe Rojali just kept babbling. Alif becomes discouraged and upset.

Bart and I began unloading our harvests as a man, who was as old as Uncle Bert, guided us. “Uncle Boboy, this is Baste, by the way. He is Nanay Valen’s adopted,” Bart introduced me to the man. When I glared at him, he just sniggered. Uncle Boboy’s lips parted in indistinct surprise because of what he had found out. “Oh… I thought she wanted a child?” “We thought so, too,” Bart teasingly replied. “If he had not mistaken the orphanage’s number for something else,” I countered.

No matter how fucking insane he sounded. Paige didn't share my opinion, though, as she burst out into a fit of laughter, shaking her head. Balthazar's smile widened as if he was enjoying her reaction. Another red flag, telling me this guy was completely off his rocker. "You can't be serious. This is the guy you want us to trust to bring back our Luna. This guy here who full-heartedly believes he is Satan himself. You're insane." She asked, looking at me, hoping I would share her skepticism. Her smile fell, disbelief filling her features as she scoffed.

The male lead's expression darkened to something frightening. "Lily, are you an idiot? I told you to donate a kidney—a human kidney!" "Do you have any idea how important Wendy is to me? She once saved my life. I have to repay that debt of gratitude!" I thought it over for a moment, then nodded in understanding. "I'm sorry. I misunderstood earlier." My docility made him pause slightly. The fury in his eyes cooled by several degrees, and his tone softened as well.

“He loves the evilest woman in the world.” Her shoulders slumped low, accentuating her engorged stomach. “It sounded ta me like he was proposin’ ta Miss Paulette. How can he do that if he is married to ya?” Bertha asked. She was still oblivious to the harsh blows her words were striking. “’Tis complicated,” Elizabeth replied, not knowing what else to say since she was thinking the very same thing. Since slaves were very accustomed to not being allowed a true relationship or loved one, Elizabeth did not take Bertha’s attitude to heart.

Sasha tried to scramble up from the floor, but under his intimidating gaze, her strength vanished and she collapsed again. However, my brother did not do anything to her. He only said cruelly, "From today onward, the Lute family will vanish from Napogin City forever!" It felt like a heavy club struck her as she went limp. She mumbled, "It's over… Everything's over…" He walked stiffly into the basement after giving his orders. The moment Yvette saw him, she lunged and clutched his leg. She kept begging, "Joseph, I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again. Now, it's just the two of us in our family. We only have each other. Please forgive me. I'll obey your every command…"

Zivon said, “What do you mean by opportunity to take care of me? Do you have some kind of misunderstanding toward me?” Misunderstanding? He was standing very close to her when he spoke earlier. His hint and what he was implying was so obvious. How could she have misunderstood him?! She spoke up, “Young Master Burton, there’s no need to say some things even if you can already see right through a person’s intention. Otherwise, there’s no fun at all, right? I believe you should understand this very well too.”

The fault was not solely with Mateo, but his environment and way of life that made him behave this way. The Bat Clan was powerful. Their numbers weren't many but they weren't few either. They weren't a big Clan, but they weren't a small Clan either. Their sedentary lifestyle and not interactions with other clans make them selfish and stubborn. They felt that even if they were alone they were very strong, so there was no need to form any kind of cooperation with other Clans. However, it's all because of their paranoid nature. They don't trust anyone who isn't a Bat, even their own mate.

Barton waved his hand repeatedly, “The whole incident was Mr. Don Quijote’s fault. You are the one who took the initiative to hit on Miss Lorissa, and when you found out later that she was not who she claimed to be, you have actually beaten her up. You are a real d*uche!” Lorissa immediately interjected from the side, “Mr. Barton, I spend a lot of money at your club every year, and so many of your customers here are introduced to me. Unfortunately, today, I got bullied at your club. So you have to come up with a satisfactory explanation for me.” “Calm down, Miss Lorissa.” Barton nodded. Then, he threw a glance at Clifford, Don Quijote, and the others. A hint of tyranny appeared in his eyebro

asked Vincent who was immediately returned with a sharp glare from Balthazar. "Are you doubting me?" he replied in a soft voice. "No, of course not," Vincent said quickly. "I just don't understand the mechanism, the werewolf mark shouldn't do any harm ... " Balthazar looked offended when he heard that. "No harm? Are you sure? Forcibly binding someone for life ... I've never understood the concept of pairing mate and mark, to me they're both so stupid and detrimental. Luckily Leykan doesn't have a mate, I can't imagine what it's like to be shackled-"