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While the rest of the class soon moved on to the lesson on animal cell structure, one particular student continued staring at the heroine's back with a gloomy look on his face.
Even if everyone else had been too blinded by superficial things, how could Amos possibly miss the bullied look from the love of his life?
It was clear that the bitch had stepped up her game, and was no longer content just bringing his most precious treasure down with just words alone.
That red face and lips meant that the whore had probably forced Crystal to eat just chilies or something extremely spicy for breakfast, right?
Amos couldn't help but grit his teeth in rage as he thought of all the other humiliations the love of his life must be going through. 'That little whore… if I don't ruin her one day till she's crying and begging for the mercy that she will never get, my name isn't Amos Black!'
