Countless painful memories flooded back, leaving Roza in turmoil. She was so upset that she walked over to the refrigerator, grabbed a bottle of ice water, and chugged it down to calm herself. Suddenly, there was a loud thud from the changing room. Roza jumped in surprise and quickly rushed to the door, knocking anxiously.

"Mrs. Iverson? Are you okay? Mrs. Iverson?!"

Roza felt her heart drop when she didn't hear a response. Without hesitation, she forced the door open and hurried into the room.

"Mrs. Iverson!"

In the changing room, Coral had passed out while changing. She was lying unconscious on the floor with her upper body exposed.

To Roza's shock, Coral's back was heavily marked with old bruises and healed wounds.

After a moment of disbelief, Roza swiftly removed her jacket, wrapped it around Coral, and gently lifted her while trying to rouse her by pinching her philtrum.

Can

regained consciousness. Her eyes

let out a sigh of relief and anxiously asked,

as she turned away, unable to meet Roza's sharp

Roza's eyes blazed with anger, barely able to contain her

dressed. "I'll send you the money later, and my assistant will grab

out to Coral's retreating figure, "Mrs. Iverson! Abuse doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again! You know better

continued, "Do you really want to spend the rest of your life with such a beastly hypocrite? Even if you can bear it, how much longer can your body hold up? Do you want to be beaten to death by

have a choice?!" Coral finally broke down, unable to contain the long-suppressed anger and resentment in her heart. "I can barely stay alive now, but if I resist,

in real danger! Mrs. Iverson, you can still turn back now, as long

frozen, seething with anger. An idea came

Coral's car left the front yard of

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