Vero did not attend the rest of the class that day. She stayed in her room, but not to cry or lament her fate.

“You damn bitch,” Vero hissed while drying her hair in front of the mirror.

She had just finished taking a shower and had washed her hair several times to get rid of the strong smell of meat from the soup Hatice splashed on her face.

The incident in the cafeteria just now was not only embarrassing and trampled on her pride but also made her hatred of Lev grow even more.

By God, she swore she would want nothing to do with Lev again in any...