Dean stepped on my T-shirt and filled it with wine. The women pressed down on me, pried open my mouth, and poured the wine into my mouth.
"No!"
The laughter rose and fell, but I couldn't hear anything. I could only see their mouths.
My hearing aid was knocked to the ground while I was struggling. It was bought by Edward, so it couldn't be thrown away.
Dean seemed to have had enough fun and sneered.
"With your figure, who would want to look at you? You look so pitiful all day long. It's disgusting!"
"Don't bother me again in the future, or I'll take off more than just your clothes!"
"I'm not my brother. I won't be fooled by you! I don't have the habit of picking up stray dogs on the side of the road..." Dean narrowed his eyes and his expression turned completely cold. He stared at me with a gloomy gaze. "...Especially an ungrateful dog who will bite."
I couldn't hear it, but I could still capture the hatred in Dean's deep eyes.
Yes, not only did he hate me, but I also hate myself to the extreme!
I was the one who got his brother hurt!
It's all my fault, Edward!
It was all my fault!
"What are you doing?"
Linda, who rushed over and hugged me, who was trembling all over.
"Well, it's all her fault!"