After watching the show, I turned back to my home.
After washing up, I applied a face mask and opened my computer to work, but the noise outside was getting louder and louder.
There was faint shouting from security guards, who were trying to maintain order, but it was in vain.
Just as I put on my headphones, there was a loud knock on the door.
It took me only ten seconds to walk from the sofa, but the person outside was impatiently shouting, "Open the door! Takeout!"
I was puzzled. Didn't the complex have a cabinet to store the takeout?
As soon as the door was opened a crack, and before I could ask, I was sent flying by the force of the door opening.
My head grazed the edge of the sofa.
Behind Makena, dozens of reporters rushed into my living room, carrying cameras on their shoulders.
The strong light made it almost impossible for me to open my eyes.
"What are you doing?"
Before I could finish my sentence, a shoe sole hit my face.
The thin heel of the high-heels rubbed against my cheek, leaving a trail of blood and tiny droplets.
Makena's sharp voice rang out. "I saw you seducing my husband! You fox spirit, watch me kill you today!"