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With a crimson face, she withdrew her hand and gave him a hateful look. "You don't have to stop the bleeding for me. Oh no!"

"What?" snorted Clarence. “Would you prefer that someone else halt the bleeding?"

Clarence , on the other hand, chastised her, saying, "What is wrong with your brain?”

Stella didn't bother to argue with him. It will become worse if they kept talking. She was to kneel down to clean up the debris again.

“Why do you pick them up by hand?"

"...."

"Do you agree with me to use a broom?"

Stella abruptly raised her head. Even if she went to grab the broom, it would be useless since, when she first knelt down to pick up the rubbish with her hands, she believed that Clarence had deliberately tormented her and should have wanted her to do so. She was in shock that he had let her use the broom.

"What did you say?" Clarence responded aggressively, narrowing his gaze. "Nothing."

She abruptly sprang up and turned to retrieve the broom. She would never have bee