A proud smile spread across Lu's face as Alita wiped her bloody fist on her dress, flipped her hair angrily, and lean closer to Flavia.
"I'm sorry I didn't give you time to answer my question," Alita said through clenched teeth "The thing is that I have been in a lot of mess lately and urgently need my type to transfer aggression"
Flavia couldn't help but rush away with her palm on her bleeding nose. Her shoulders dropped in defeat and she covered her head with her white purse. Her shoe made popping sounds as she rush off creating the dark humor of a bride running away from her wedding.
Lu couldn't contain his proud smile he watch Alita still fuss about how too far his ex- whatever had gone. Even if they had a shabby contract about their previous wedding or love life, she shouldn't have
