Jasmine’s face immediately turned red from the slap, her cheek now sporting clear red handprints as she covered her face and angrily shouted, “Caitlin, how dare you hit me!”
Caitlin casually flicked her hand and responded nonchalantly, “Sorry, my hand was a bit itchy just now. Whenever I hear someone being obnoxious, I can’t help myself. Maybe I’ve slapped enough idiots to be addicted to it.”
“You…”
Jasmine was about to explode when she saw Scott’s car pull up outside. She immediately rushed to meet him, her voice trembling, “Scott! Scott… Waaaah...”
Scott saw Jasmine crying and immediately asked, “What’s wrong? Why are you crying? What happened to your face?”
“Someone hit me!” Jasmine sobbed dramatically.
“Who dared hit you? They must have a death wish!”
“It was her! She hit me!”
