Stomping her feet angrily, Wendy pointed at Arielle’s face, reprimanding her, “How dare you! You were deliberately doing that to disgust me, weren’t you?”
“Of course,” Arielle admitted openly. “It was your own fault for not having any money in your card, or I wouldn’t have had the opportunity to do so.”
“You!” Wendy was so mad she could barely catch her breath.
Thoughts flashed through her mind, how Arielle had slapped her mother and caused her to lose a tooth, how she herself had been forced to submit to Arielle time and time again, how she had been nicknamed a “nutcase” because of Arielle, and how Arielle was taunting her in front of everybody right now.
There was so much rage built-up in her that she simply could not suppress it anymore. Taking a large stride forward, she raised her palm and swung it toward Arielle’s cheek. However, Arielle caught her hand mid-air.
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