It wasn't long before Abigail saw Jocelyn sauntering out.
She was alone.
A flame simmered in Abigail's eyes.
Jocelyn had also noticed Abigail.
She wasn't surprised at all.
She calmly walked over to her.
"Jocelyn." Abigail grabbed her wrist and stopped her as she walked past.
Jocelyn threw a cold glance at her.
Abigail was stupefied.
She had never seen Jocelyn that way before.
At that instant, Jocelyn reached out her hand which she kept behind her back.
There was a cup of warm coffee in her hand.
She threw it towards Abigail's face without hesitation.
Abigail was appalled.
Even though she had evaded it, a few splotches of it had splashed onto her face.
Although the coffee was not boiling hot, she still felt a wave of pain on her face.
Abigai
