Chapter 73

Cindy wasn't stupid; she had a natural inclination towards aggression. She tried to pull and grab at me, attempting to get a hold of my hair. However, since I hadn't washed it in a few days and had it tied up, she couldn't get a good grip.

In a fight, both parties are bound to get hurt. Her long nails scratched my cheek, causing a sharp pain—I most likely had a visible mark now.

Fueled by anger, I fought back with all my might. There was no need for pretense or subtleties; I wanted to confront her directly. In the videos she sent me, flaunting her affair, her face was clearly visible. It would have been pointless to play innocent and look for an excuse to attack her. This confrontation was much more satisfying.

"Your parents might have raised you, but they clearly didn't teach you any manners. I'm not afraid to step in!" I said through gritted teeth, delivering a hard slap across Cindy's face. "Today, you'll learn that stealing from others comes with consequences."

After being slap