"How can you hurt an innocent person like this?" Jean yelled angrily, "Juliet, get out and apologize to her right now!"
My wrist was hurting from being grabbed so hard.
I looked at this man who used to have eyes only for me and my heart grew colder and colder.
I slapped Jean across the face.
"You want me to apologize?"
I looked at Jean's stunned face.
"In your dreams!"
I unbuckled Jean's seatbelt, pointed to the car door and said, "Get out!"
I watched Jean look at me with an unreadable expression and he left with an angry glare, "You will regret this!"
Then, Jean slammed the door and left.
Through the car window, I could still see Jean catching up with Gwen, grabbing her hand forcefully.
I watched Gwen struggle a few times and finally she collapsed into Jean's arms, crying uncontrollably.
It was so heart-breaking to see that scene, until tears could not help flowing.
The pain made my hands tremble so much that I could barely hold the steering wheel.
I was shaking so badly that when I drove past the two people embracing each other,
I clearly saw that prostitute woman giving me a defiant look, silently declaring to me, “This battle, I won.”