Marks and bruises

Leaning closer to her, Ivonne narrowed her eyes at her in puzzlement, "now I see where your daughter got her stubbornness from, there's no difference between you and her, you two are just the same according to Sara"

"So you're Sara's friend, hmm it's obvious and it's boldly written on your face."

"You think am joking, isn't it? Just know that am not goin to show up in this dirty jungle of yours to warn you. So it's better you tell your daughter to stay away from my son!" Ivonne shouted.

"My daughter has already found the love of her life and that is Gavin Warren. It'll be better if you sneak yourself out of their midst!" Ingrid shouted.

Clenching her hands into a fist, Ivonne gritted her teeths and landed a hot slap on Ingrid's face. "How dare you open your rotten mouth to talk back at me, you low life creature!"

"How dare you lay your filthy hands on me, you ugly thing!" Ingrid started pulling ivonne's hair. "Whore!"

"Aaaaaa! You smelling bitch! Get your poverty hands off me!"

"Mom you took so lo–  ¡Dios Mío! Diego shouted when he saw two fightings at the door.

Without wasting any time, he rushed towards them to separate the two fighters. "Mom, mom, stop this, stop!"

Still pulling her hair, Ivonne shouted, "you bastard! Mother of a cheap sex worker!"

Groaning angrily, Ingrid grabbed ivonne's head, pulling it closer, she bit her chest.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaah! Ivonne shouted as blood gushed out of the sore.

"Mom! Please stop, stop" Diego said.

Grabbing Ingrid's neck, Ivonne bit her neck like a vampire, spatting the blood to the ground.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaah! mi cuello, mi cuello, ¡Dios Mío!" Ingrid shouted as her neck bleeds out heavily.

....

Derek's apartment

Still on top of Miranda, jasmine gave her several slaps on her face. "Leave my son alone, leave Derek alone, he is not going to marry a retired prostitute like you, don't you get it?"

Covering her face, Miranda tried to protect her face from the slaps while screaming her lungs out, "aaaaaaaaaaaah! aaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Honey am ho–  what da fuck!" Tossing his briefcase aside, Derek rushed towards the scene. Pulling jasmine away from Miranda who's face and body was filled with several marks and bruises.

"Let go of me! Miranda is leaving this mansion today!" Jasmine shouted.

"Mom, what's this? Huh? What's–  lifting Miranda up from the ground, he added, "Honey are you al– oh my God" Derek groan when he saw bruises allover her body.

Turning towards jasmine who was still fuming, Derek frowned annoyingly, "Mom why did you touch my fiancee? Why can't you just let us live in peace? You actually came here to bug us, why can't you admit the fact that Miranda is my fiancee!"

"Never! Over my dead body will I allow my son to marry a retire sex worker! A formal club stripper that have been devoured by different men! Take a look at Tyson for instance, your nephew is not foolish like you, neither is his fiancee Lia an harlot." Pointing at Miranda who was still sobbing, she added, "this sour and rotten thing, this good for nothing cheap brat! Am never going to accept her into this family"

"Mom I think it's high time you leave, your holiday is over, dad is waiting for you. Pack your luggage and zoom out" Derek retorted.