"Joyce, are you crazy? I'm your aunt!"
Hearing her words, I laughed out loud as if I were crazy.
"My aunt? Look at yourself. You are wearing a maid outfit, but the fat is revealed. You should look at yourself in the mirror. You are disgusting! You shameless bitch! I feel disgusted just by looking at you. You two are a perfect match!"
"Chris, what are you doing? Joyce is scolding me. Why are you still standing there?"
I glared at Chris, who held his stomach and collapsed on the ground.
What a stupid loser! I was so blind to be together with him!
"Aunt, give up. Chris can't even take care of himself. How can he save you?" I said while continuously whipping her.
Jasmine still didn't give up. She twisted her waist and sobbed, "Joyce... Chris..."
"Stop crying, bitch! You look funny when you twist yourself like a maggot."
Chris couldn't bear it. "Joyce, please don't do this. Jasmine is your aunt. She is weak and can't stand you torturing her like this..."
3
"First of all, the whip is your toy. I am just playing with you. Secondly, she is a shameless bitch, not my aunt."
I stopped what I was doing and looked fiercely at the man who had been with me for six years.