The Heart Doesn't Lie
Naomi could sense the sarcasm in Cynthia's words. Her hands, hanging by her side, suddenly clenched into fists. She lowered her eyelids, hiding the strong disgust and hatred in her eyes, portraying a look of grievance and vulnerability on her face.
Watching Naomi seemingly wronged, Joe furrowed his brow. "Cynthia, if you have any grievances with me, don't hurt Naomi!"
Listen to this manly speech; it's really laughable! Besides, where did Joe see her bullying Naomi?
"Get your eyes checked by a specialist!"
With that, Cynthia grabbed her bag and walked away. Seeing her leave, Joe hurriedly caught up, "Cynthia!"
In his haste, Joe grabbed Cynthia's wrist, only to be ruthlessly shaken off. "Don't touch me with your dirty hands!"
As she turned around, strands of hair scattered over her shoulders, revealing the skin on her neck. Joe saw unmistakable kiss marks.