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 you

slowly regained consciousness. Her

of relief and anxiously

she turned

hit you?!" Roza's eyes blazed with anger,

don't ask," Corat said as she quickly got dressed. "I'll send you the

retreating figure, "Mrs. Iverson! Abuse doesn't just happen once. It happens over and over again!

a beastly hypocrite? Even if you can bear it, how

can I do?! Do I have a choice?!" Coral finally broke down, unable to contain the long-suppressed anger and resentment in her heart.

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

her expression frozen, seething with anger. An idea

soon as Coral's car left the front yard of the studio, a luxurious

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