I had seen through her long ago—she was nothing but a paper tiger. She thought building some muscles made her as strong as a man. She rejected being a woman, always bragging “we men” this and “you women” that. She strutted in front of women and pretended in front of men.
But what she didn’t know was that I had trained at a martial arts gym since I was a child. Even my father used to say I could outfight my own brother. I never had to fear anyone bullying me.
Now that Chloe came looking for trouble, she had only run into a steel wall.
Still covering her mouth, she tried a sneak attack with her free hand. I slashed her hand with my knife, and her shriek tore through the room.
Only then did Ethan Walker snap out of his daze. He rushed over, grabbed my wrist, and shoved me back.
“Lily, that’s enough. You’ve already stabbed Chloe—what more do you want?”
The way he said it, you’d think I was the unreasonable one.
I turned to him in disbelief.
“Didn’t you see it was her who started it?”
Expressionless, I picked up a fistful of my torn-out hair from the table and shoved it at him.