The sharp slap sound echoed through the quiet corner.
Mabel's hand trembled in the air, and her face was full of rage as she glared at Yusuf.
"How dare you?!"
Her voice quivered with anger. She couldn't believe he had made such an indecent demand!
Yusuf, stunned, held his face where she had slapped him, disbelief written across his features. He had never imagined that the once-gentle Mabel would actually strike him.
"Did you just... slap me?"
Yusuf's expression twisted in fury as he grabbed her wrist tightly. "You filthy b***h! Parading around as someone's mistress while pretending to be some pure-hearted saint?"
His grip was fierce, and Mabel struggled in vain to free herself.
"Let me go!" Mabel shouted, her voice shaking. "Let go! Or I'll scream for help!"
"Go ahead, scream!" Yu
