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Chapter 9 Shut Up

People around them started pointing and gossiping about the terrifying scars on Leo’s face.

Leo had long become indifferent to this chatter and had no intention of paying any attention.

But his silent and aloof demeanor was perceived by Monica as a display of self–doubt and self–pity!

Monica’s inner fire erupted in an instant.

She rushed into the crowd and pulled Leo behind her, protecting him like a mother hen protecting her chicks.

Without mincing her words, she said, “Hey, lady, can you please watch your language and show some manners? It was your child who bumped into my man. He even got cream from the cake on his suit. We didn’t make a fuss about it, but now you’re scolding my man?”

“How dare you speak like that, young girl? Don’t you see how scary your man looks? My son wouldn’t have bumped into him if he wasn’t scared by him. I haven’t even asked you for compensation for emotional trauma, and here you are making a fuss. Everyone can see how scary this guy looks. What if my child is left traumatized?”

The woman retorted, displaying arrogance instead of offering an apology.

People around them began whispering among themselves, their gazes turning hostile.

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Chapter 9 Shut Up

he’s so ugly. What if he

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Don’t they say on TV

insecurities and become cold–blooded

“Be careful!”

at

already engaged, and she would

did not choose his physical condition; should he be hidden away from the

like a small beast gathering

was chattering, Monica

“Shut up!”

silenced the crowd

clenched her tiny fists tightly, making a

her eyes as she fixed her gaze

Let’s check the surveillance footage. If your child’s recklessness caused the collision with my man, then you will compensate him for

dares to say a single word against my

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let you go!”

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her aura, not a single person dared to speak, and they all

grabbed Leo’s hand and stormed into the store, demanding to review the surveillance footage.

silent, a faint smile playing at the corners of his

all his years, he had never hidden under

imagined being cared for, cherished,