Chapter 200

Sage iced Leah’s swollen hands on the way to the hospital as she shook her head. “How did you end up getting hurt for beating up someone else? Look at your hands, they’re swollen like a pig’s feet,” said Sage. Hunter felt embarrassed for Leah as Leah smiled wryly. “That was my first time beating someone up, I have no idea either. But hey, that woman’s face was ten times more swelled up than my hands!” Sage looked up at Leah. Although her hands were in bad shape, she was looking more alive and refreshed than ever.

Hunter noticed that too, as though the gloomy clouds above her head finally disappeared, and her traumas were slowly recovering. Sage caressed her sister’s head, “Are you satisfied now?” Leah nodded her head happily. She laid on her sister’s shoulders with ice on her hands as she spoke, “Sage, I hated that woman with all my guts. She caused my mother’s death, took my father away, and bullied me for years. Although violence is not a solution, when I saw her disgusting face, I thought of the times when she held me up in the basement and I.” Leah paused for a moment before continuing, “I lifted my palm, and slapped her across the face again and again. All the humiliation she caused me, slowly disappeared with each slap I gave her. It was exhilarating and freeing! Am I the villain here?” Hunter laughed and said, “You tend to become more naughty the more you go near this woman. It’s normal.” Sage looked up at him and said, “Leave us alone.” Hunter made a gesture of him zipping up his mouth, and Leah laughed at him.

said with a muted tone, “How do you define good from the bad? I’d rather be a villain if being good means I have to be bullied.”

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was almost recognizable with blood all over. Bruises covered her entire body, and she suffered multiple soft tissue

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