"What happened?" The Kevin Bell couple, the Fletcher Family, and a host of relatives and friends all came over one after the other. Zoe Bell had already straightened up, while Mina Bell was rising with the help of Vivi Lange.
"Mom—"
She had specially worn a soft pink dress tonight, which was now ruined by red wine. All around, there were sounds of gossip; her knees were sore from the fall.
Feeling aggrieved, uncomfortable, and frustrated, all surged to her heart.
Tears fell like a broken string.
"What's wrong, don't cry." Mr. and Mrs. Fletcher were both anxious and distressed as they looked at Zoe Bell, "Why is it you again, girl? Last time you were spouting nonsense, and this time you actually got physical?"
Ruben Fletcher, in his suit, stood aside, his eyes as if glued to Zoe Bell.
She was too beautiful,
It dazzled him.
"Zoe Bell, what happened?" Kevin Bell shouted angrily.
