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.

Iverson! Can you hear

Her eyes were dazed

sigh of relief and anxiously asked, "Mrs. Iverson, what

as she turned away, unable to meet Roza's

Did James hit you?!" Roza's eyes

don't ask," Corat said as she quickly got dressed. "I'll send you the money later, and my assistant will

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

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

resentment in her heart. "I can barely stay alive now, but if I resist, only be left

causing her to shout hoarsely, "If you don't fight back, you'll be in real danger! Mrs. Iverson, you can still turn back now, as long as

there, her expression frozen, seething with anger. An idea

the front yard of the

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