I remember being cornered in an alley by older students who stole my money in elementary school.
Chris had suddenly appeared, beating the one who kicked me half to death.
The person who had fiercely protected me then was now protecting someone else.
Perhaps my defiant attitude had angered him.
Chris was intent on teaching me a lesson.
He signaled the bodyguards to force me to kneel before them.
Seeing me bow my head, Chris looked somewhat pleased.
A bodyguard stepped forward, raising his hand to strike me.
Sharon stopped him. "Chris, she's still my sister, and men can be too harsh. I'm afraid they'll hurt her.
"If she really needs to learn a lesson, I should do it."
Chris had no objections.
Sharon raised her hand and slapped me twice.
Her manicured nails left a cut on my cheek.
Sharon looked troubledly at Chris. "Chris, what should we do? I've hurt Amber."
Chris snorted coldly.
"She deserves it, Sharon. You're too kind, worrying about her even though she hurt you first."
The bodyguard let me go, and I fell clumsily to the ground.
Chris looked down at me. "Amber, you owe Sharon an apology."
I owe her?
It was she who first slandered my Aaron!
Chris always took her side, no matter what.