He dropped his hand from the armrest, and his face was as dark as frost.

Then he turned and left.

Grandmother in the house did nothing to dissuade Christina. She knew there was no use talking about it.

It should blame it on her disobedient grandson and the woman who always bullied Christina.

She did it to her face. You can imagine all the shit she did behind her back.

"Grandma, take a good rest first."

Christina opened the door and left.

She wanted to change out of her wet clothes first. She walked absentmindedly and did not hear a sound as she turned the corner.

She ran head-on into...