At that time, my cousin, Garcia Parker, pushed the door open and walked in, followed by several of Javier's bad friends.
Javier's face turned serious, he cleared his throat and ordered me, “Bitch, stop dawdling, clean up the house quickly and then go to the kitchen to cook for us.”
“Remember to make it less spicy and don't add cilantro. Garcia doesn't like it,” he said while winking at Garcia.
Garcia gave a thumbs up and praised, “Brother-in-law, you are so thoughtful. It is a blessing for my cousin to marry you.”
Seeing the hypocritical look of that couple, I felt furious.
Before, Javier used my money to rent a sports car and took Garcia for a race.
Not only that, they also kissed passionately in the car and it was all captured by surveillance cameras.
If the police had not reminded me, I would still be in the dark.
Several people sat on the sofa, more casually than at home.
Javier saw me standing still and immediately frowned, raising his voice, “Hey, bitch, are you deaf? Didn't you hear what I just said?”
“I'm very tired today, so I'll clean up and do it myself. The six of you can always get a pair of hands together,” I replied coldly.
“You!”