"Dad?" Shirly Lynn looked back and found that it was Mark that had shackled her. She stared at him and her eyes became red. "What's the matter? I'll teach this b***h a lesson first."
"You're the b***h. Apologize to Miss Sullivan!" Mark threw her aside, completely ignoring her bumping into the wall and sliding down to the ground, looked at Vichy with a flattering smile. "I'm sorry, Miss Sullivan, she was spoiled by me."
Hurt!
It hurt all over!
Just now, Mark Lynn was in a hurry and used great strength. She fell on the wall, and her back brain was hurt. And then she fell on the ground, trembling a few times. She supported herself against the wall, but she could not get up.
It was the first time for Vichy to see Shirly Lynn becoming so awkward, and the smile on her lips was more intense,
