"No, it's not necessary," the woman once again refused, and then, as if fearing something, as soon as Mei Shu had completely left the stairwell, she rushed to press the elevator button to return to her own floor.
"Why did it take you so long?" When the woman entered the apartment, she saw her husband wearing a dark, expressionless face, staring at her.
The woman's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly tried to explain, "I, I just went downstairs to take out the trash and came back. I didn't talk to anyone! Our temporary apartment is on the eleventh floor, so it takes longer to get back compared to when we lived on the second floor!"
"You're even learning to make excuses now!" The man grabbed the woman's hair and slammed her head against the door with a loud thud. Then, he dragged her down to the ground. "I saw it clearly from upstairs. You dared to take off your sunglasses in front of others. What are you pretending to be pitiful for, you slut?"
