"Slap!"
A dull sound heavily fell on Robert Thomson's cheek!
His face was twisted, his bangs scattered, and his dark hair with a jade-like appearance had the most expensive lines, even in disgrace.
"Does it hurt?" She suddenly looked up, her eyes sharp as knives, stabbing fiercely into his face.
She spared no effort in the slap, leaving Robert somewhat stunned. One side of his face burned with pain, and he nodded.
"You know pain, but don't you know what it feels like to leave you in a pile of men!" Her repressed emotions now exploded! At this moment, Emma Smith was like an active volcano, angrily spewing lava, with flames of humiliation and anger burning, wanting to incinerate the world!
"Do you really want to see me being abused and humiliated by them, for you to be happy?" Emma Smith fiercely shook off his hand holding her arm, "Robert Thomson, you're not even a man!"
