Making Cynthia Shannon Pay!
Naomi, dressed in a white dress, stood in front of Joe. Her pale face was covered with tear marks, and the traces of the two slaps given by Cynthia were faintly visible on her cheeks, exceptionally swollen and prominent. She looked pitiful, like a flower worn out and battered.
"Joe..." her gentle voice mixed with heartbroken hoarseness, and she buried her head into his embrace, as if on the verge of tears.
Joe's brows furrowed, feeling a stabbing pain in his chest. He reached out and embraced Naomi, patting her trembling body gently, comforting her, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Mrs. Sweeney felt like she was being a nuisance, so she discreetly left without making a sound. However, as she left, she deliberately glanced back. As expected, Naomi pulled Joe into the room, and a subtle and ambiguous smile flashed in her eyes.
At this moment, the servant approached, holding a cup of tea for John Sweeney. "Madam."