This was the man I had loved for almost ten years. I suddenly began to doubt what I saw in him in the first place.
Qiana was still embroidering. "Bradley, come and see if my face is swollen. How could she be so vicious? My face hurts."
Bradley's attention returned to her immediately.
I used all my strength in that slap, and there were clearly visible finger marks on her face.
Bradley's expression suddenly turned ugly. "Nicole, apologize!"
"What if I don't?"
I raised my head and my eyes were filled with stubbornness.
Bradley suppressed his anger. "Nicole, don't make me angry."
To be honest, I had always been afraid of Bradley. Whenever he frowned, I would subconsciously give in and admit my mistakes, and he wouldn't even need to say a word.
That was because I cared about him at that time.
But now I don't care about anything.
However, Qiana was not satisfied with this. "Bradley, I don't want her to apologize. She hit me, I want her to pay back."
Hearing this, Bradley glanced at me, trying to make me give in.
But I still looked rebellious.
My attitude provoked him. Bradley deliberately wanted to teach me a lesson.
With one glance, his two bodyguards came out of nowhere and held me down.