I immediately pulled out my phone, found the woman who used my photo as her profile picture and called her. “Anne, stop fantasizing over my picture. Come pick me up.”
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Yumi’s eyes carried a hint of grievance. “Yale, don’t make trouble. Everyone knows Anne has been pining after you for more than ten years. Using her to get back at me isn’t very interesting. I’m not saying I won’t come back. Ryan is just a temporary way to kill time. Once I return to Calvessan, we’ll get married, okay…”
I raised my hand and, summoning all my strength, slapped her across the face. “Don’t disgust me, or I can’t guarantee what I’ll do next.”
I had been restraining myself all this time to avoid overturning the restaurant and taking down that man.
The crisp slap immediately drew the attention of many people.
The man who had been kissing Yumi passionately suddenly rushed forward in long strides. He raised his hand and touched Yumi’s rapidly reddening face, his eyes red as he said, “Yumi, does it hurt?”
Then he turned to scold me angrily, “Who are you? What gives you the right to hit someone?”
His Calvessanesse pronunciation was precise, yet the tone unmistakably carried Yumi’s unique inflection.