Karen turned pale and crawled forward with disheveled hair.
I sneered and dragged her back by her feet. "Weren't you very proud just now?
"Remember this, don't mess with me. I'm famous for my vengeance."
Humph! If she wanted to step on me to elevate her status, she had to see if she had the ability to do so.
"Nicholas, please save me."
Her eyes were filled with fear, tears, and snot were streaming, and her makeup was smudged.
He looked at me in disbelief, hesitating for a long time without saying anything.
Everyone else was stunned.
The whole world was quiet.
Ever since I was with Nicholas, I had been working hard to maintain the image of a lady. Let alone fighting, even if I heard someone speak loudly, I would be terrified.
I was woken by the ringing of the telephone.
I glanced at the screen and couldn't help but smile. It was from my best grandma, Diane Harrington.
As soon as the phone was answered, a familiar voice came. "Bella, are you coming back for holiday?"
"Yeah."
We chatted endlessly.
Since I was a child, my parents sent me to live with my grandma in the countryside for care.
In fact, it was not that my family didn't have the money to hire a nanny to take care of me, but after my younger brother was born, all their energy and all their love were diverted to his side.
The night before I left, my mother, Susan Harrington, said, "Girls who are raised in a more independent manner tend to be stronger. They can handle things on their own instead of crying and running back home to seek their parents' help."
She was right, and I could definitely handle everything.
I was capable of fighting and had been a school bully since childhood.
Suddenly, I remembered the first time when the teacher called Diane in junior high school, she hunched over and kept saying, "Bella is so adorable and well-behaved like a kitten. How could she hit her classmates? Is she being bullied by others?"
No matter how much trouble I caused, she always felt that I was the little girl who was bullied.
I hung up the phone with a smile, only to find that my whole body was sore. As I turned over, I felt like my bones almost were broken.
This was the backlash after going crazy.
The smell of disinfectant spread to my nose, and I smiled bitterly. I was afraid that I would be stuck in bed for a few days.
Looking at the man approaching, I put away the self-mockery on my face and stood up with difficulty.