Caitlin's POV
"Sweetheart, I'm so sorry about this," Seth's stepmom uttered as she dabs my scratches with some cotton and medicine, my body still shaking, not due to fear but both in frustration and fury.
I smiled at the older lady and pulled her for a hug. "Thanks, auntie. If it wasn't for you, it could have been worse," I stared before glaring at Justin who raised his hand in defeat.
"I don't touch girls, okay? They are scarier than guys, to be honest," he whined and I shook my head in amazement.
I looked at the older woman in front of me and smiled once again.
"How about you, are you sure you're fine?" I asked in concern but she just chuckles.
"Hunn, I'm from the Harolds' family. Nobody touches us. Have you seen Yuan?" she answered while laughing as if her words were more tha
