"…" Terrence looked at the woman. He was dumbfounded by what he heard.
"You're the one who bumped into me." He pointed out.
"And so? You should have still looked at the way so that this wouldn't happen! You're the one who should adjust!" The woman exclaimed in a high-pitched tone as if she was forcing her voice to be cute and loud at the same time.
"Why would I? It was your fault that you bumped into me." Terrence's forehead creased. He wanted to cover his ears. The woman's voice was annoying to hear.
Terrence did not know where the woman got her confidence. She was the one at fault, and yet she was blaming other people for what had happened.
The woman removed her sunglasses. She looked at Terrence from head to toe before rolling her eyes. "Can you just go away? You're destroying my mood. Gosh!"
Terrence looked at the woman. He wanted to laugh. Except for her body, which looked okay, nothing else looked good in the woman.
