She slapped me in the face and cursed at me.
"Why don't you say anything? What are you doing here?"
At this moment, a woman in a black dress squeezed to the front and confronted the woman in a white dress.
"Sally, this mistress seems to be mute. I know some sign language. Let me see what she wants to say!"
I tightly held onto the slipping towel and gestured again, while the woman in the black dress translated.
"She said she didn't know what we do. We might have mistaken her. She came here to attend the celebration banquet for the world champion."
I thought my explanation would make these women realize that they had found the wrong person.
Unexpectedly, Sally, the lead woman in the white dress, became furious again and kicked me to the ground.
"Damn it, how dare you mention the world champion? He is my boyfriend. I'm going to beat you!"
I hurriedly took out my phone, opened the photo album, and showed these women a picture of Jacob.
I didn't expect to be snatched away by the woman named Sally and thrown to the ground.
"You are such a despicable person! How dare you, at your age, secretly keep so many photos of my boyfriend and indulge in your fantasies!"