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You are a helpful AI assistant.
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Qu'est-ce que le chapitre 4 du livre LA HAINE ?<end_of_turn>
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HATRED

Chapter 4

"Francis you have the mind to get another woman pregnant, where did I offend you? You just developed a sudden hatred for me your wife" Florence cried rolling herself on the floor as her mum held her.

"You have to accept her as your co-wife or you leave my house" Francis replied.

"And, you slut, you didn't see any other man to sleep with but my husband, you're wicked" Florence retorted, pointing fingers at her.

"Since you don't want to stop eating my grandchildren, I decided to advice him on what to do" his mum said smiling.

"Me, Florence eating my children, you're the one eating my children mama, you're a witch. No wonder you don't fall sick, you're always looking like a newborn, you know what's happening to my children. God will judge you, witch." Florence ran upstairs, packed her clothes inside her big box, and came to the parlour facing Francis.

"Francis don't come looking for me. Well, I know you won't come because of the hatred you have for me but it's well, when your eyes clear very well don't dare you come to look for me because I will baptize you with hot water", she faced her mother in-law.
"Make sure you finish what you have started, you advised him to get another wife because you're tired of eating my children, you now want to change diet".

"How dare you talk to my mum in such manner?" Francis interrupted facing her.

She sighed and dragged her bag out, her mum followed her

"Flore, I'll advice you to go back and sort out things with your husband, don't leave your marriage because of that lady", Mrs Ugochi pleaded.

"Can you hear yourself mum, don't even come closer to me. I'm not sure you're my mother. Didn't you see the hatred in his eyes? Oh, I should go in there and sort things out? Please. Enough of all this. Idris open that gate".

Florence drove out to an unknown place, she rented an apartment where nobody can find her.

Francis never bothered to call Florence, he forgot about her within a twinkle of an eye (His mother's handiwork).

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