Such a heart-warming look, it was undoubtedly true love. That was also a treatment I had never felt before.
Garcia was full of pride, raised the corner of her mouth, lowered her voice and deliberately said provocatively, “Felicia, I think your husband dislikes you less and less recently?
“But that's normal. Look at your big face and the fat around your waist. You look like a pig. It's disgusting to look at you.
“Well, so sorry to say that, don't take it seriously and just cook, okay?”
Her teasing look completely irritated me.
The pent-up anger suddenly erupted, so I grabbed a cardboard box and threw it over, hitting Garcia's head steadily.
“Ouch, you bitch! How dare you hit me?”
Garcia had a bad temper to begin with and she exploded immediately, rushing forward and pulling me off the chair.
My body fell to the ground.
My stomach suddenly ached and I could not help but frown. Then I felt something sticky in my lower body.
“What's going on?” Javier ran over in a hurry and asked.
“She hit me and she acted pitiful,” Garcia cried and complained first.
“I don't …."
The pain in my stomach made me break out in cold sweats, look painful and even couldn’t muster the energy to speak.