86 Related to Her Pain

Selina took a close look at Peter and Shirley's faces. Staring at her aching palm, she briefly remembered what had happened before she slapped the wench in front of her.

Her vision began losing its focus as her blood rushed through her bloodstream. She didn't react to Peter at first because he came out of nowhere and startled her. His touch disgusted her to the point her goosebumps spread all over her body. Every strand of her body hair stood up when he touched her!

Then, she heard an annoying voice screeching in her ears. She recognized this voice she has hated and the face she despised. Her hands were itching to slap that face numerous times ever since she spotted her at the party!

Every word that came out of Shirley's mouth stirred up a massive headache in her head. Selina was trying to hold back on the slaps she wished to mark on Shirley's face but once Shirley mentioned fiancé; it ticked her off.

As she continued spitting accusations, she didn't notice the change in Selina's expression. It wasn't one with fear! It was one filled with threat, like a cornered tiger that was forced to attack. Shirley's voice echoed in her head; deriding her taste in the way she dressed and complaining ridiculous petty annoyances. These were words Shirley said to her in the past!

When she looked up again, she found the man awfully familiar. Her chest was hurting! The ache she felt was throbbing erratically, screaming in hell's flame. She wanted to release the ugly feral from her deepest despair and let it bite back for once. Though her memories were still fuzzy, she wouldn't allow her sufferings go down the drain without a fight! These two people were definitely related to her pain.

Before she knew it, her hand had already given the big-mouth two award winning slaps! It was refreshing but far from enough. Double slapping her was not enough to fill the wrath for the slandering and random accusation she spurted out!

She felt wronged and suffocated, trying to search for comfort. Turning to her side, she held out her aching palm and whined to the man she loved. Her skin directly touched the pest she detested, tainting her purity. She watched Jason sanitize the infected area with wet wipes and his lips releasing the gentle blows on her bruisy palm. His eyes reflected the full confidence he had in her, sending her feral to rest.

Currently, Peter was nodding unceasingly with an expectant smile on his face. He answered Jason's inquiry, believing his parents could be saved.

"My dad is Ken Sin and my mom is Fanny Sin. They're both wrongly accused by many crimes. Someone must have set them up and put them behind bars because they were beaten the first day they lived with their cell mates. The officers claimed that they tripped over a wire! But it's obviously abuse."

Jason took out his phone, dialed a number and stared at the duo in front of him as if they were dead corpses. "Ken Sin and Fanny Sin. Change their cells and put them with their worst enemies. Have the cell mates take good care of them. Officers cannot interrupt the beating until they become a cripple."

"How could you say this?! Are you human?! They're family!!!" Peter's chest heaved as he tried controlling his breathing. He was having a panic attack from the words he just heard! Weren't they family? Wasn't Jason's younger sister married to Roger? How could he do something so despicable?

"Human? Funny for you to be the one spitting out this word because your family are full of inhumane blood suckers. I don't care what crimes your parents are charged for. I also have no obligation to help them bail out of that shitty ground hole. What I did was just repaying less than one percent of what your family did to my sister! Your cousin is a dumped man. So, we have zero relations."

Taking Selina's hand in his, he lifted it to his lips. "As for Selina, she's not an item. Nobody can snatch her from anyone. If you liked her, you wouldn't make the moves you did. No matter what you say, it wouldn't make me love her any less. Instead, I'll only cherish her more like a man should. She's not your fiancée and will never be your family. "

As Jason stepped foot out of the store with Selina in his arms, he heard her whisper. "Wait."

He froze at her words, thinking she might have recalled memories of her past. She slipped out of his arms and strode towards Peter. Peter's lips curved to a hubristic, dominant smile as if he had won one out of five rounds in a match.

Before he could say a word, Selina kneed him in the groin. One kick wasn't enough to vent her anger as he knelt on the ground, facing her. Swinging her leg around, she let her ankle slam against his neck; knocking his entire body to the tiled floor. He squirmed under her piercing gaze like a weak loser.

Her actions were unpredictive, shocking the duo to the core. Selina gave Shirley a side-glance of displease as she let out a ridiculing laugh. "You two match each other perfectly. This was for touching my wrist and bullying Celinda. Oh, and those two slaps were just a tiny warning to keep that mouth shut at all times."

Shirley clenched her fists and stuck out her feet to trip Selina on her way out of the store.

'Does this woman think I'm an idiot to fall for a child's trick?' Selina thought to herself. She continued walking as if she hadn't noticed Shirley's foot.

Selina purposely stepped a larger step to avoid her feet. Shirley's frown soon turned into an agonizing shriek. Selina stomped the tips of her high heels on all her crystal toenails until the nail broke off from her toes! Her toes were drowned in blood and chipped nails. As if she had estimated where to land her heels, Shirley's toenails each cracked from the middle. Half her toenails were stuck to her skin while the other half fell off.

After this, somebody would have a nice time pulling out the dead nail. It'll be slimy and painful.

Turning around to her scream, Selina blinked innocently, "Whoops. Did I step on you? Oh wells. Your fault for being in my way."

Shirley tried grabbing Selina, but that attempt failed miserably as Selina avoided her arms. Instead, another double slap planted on Shirley's face. Hopping back to Jason's embrace, Selina stretched. "Yuck. How could someone have such thick foundation layer? After the first two times slapping flies, she still has this much foundation on the fourth slap! How many bottles does she waste for one makeup look?"

"No worries. She dirtied your hands and he touched your wrists. For that, they'll have to pay you a huge gift. " He wiped her hands and tossed the foundation stained wipe to the trash bin. After that, Jason hugged her waist and exited the mall.

As for the huge gift Jason mentioned, Peter would be the first to find out what he meant.