Jim swiftly removed the towel from Maria's mouth and impatiently demanded, "What do you want?"
Maria struggled with her pain, her shoulders trembling as she tried to find her voice.
Jim squatted down and gently held her swollen foot, examining it.
Maria recoiled, "Let go of me! Who allowed you to touch me, you scoundrel?!"
Jim smirked. "Who taught you to call me that? Do you even know what that means?"
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