I was in a panic, pulling apart the loose towel and looking at these crazy women in horror, anxiously denying it.
"Ah... Um... Ew..."
The woman in the black dress translated again.
"Sally, this woman is really crazy. Not only did she call you a stupid pig, but she also claimed to be Jacob Underwood's mother. She said that when she sees Jacob, you will be in big trouble!"
I was just mute, but not deaf. I immediately recognized that this woman in the black dress was talking nonsense. I never meant that at all!
But the black-dressed woman's words instantly ignited the anger of the white-dressed woman named Sally.
She lifted her leg and stomped on me, pointing at me and cursing loudly.
"You shameless bitch! If I don't kill you today, my name is not Sally Walker!"
"Hit her! Hit her! Kill this shameless mistress!"
The woman behind me was filled with righteous indignation, wishing to rush over and tear me apart.
Sally was filled with hatred, gritting her teeth in anger. She lifted her 15-centimeter high heels and ruthlessly stomped on my exposed body.
Those high heels were like steel nails, causing my fair skin to break and bleed, making me scream in pain.