A middle-aged woman and a young man dashed over to my rescue. The woman hurled her bag of carrots at Lyle’s head and I took the opportunity to step on his toes.

 

“Damn right you’re sorry! Serves you right for trampling all over me!” I kicked him in his legs, and someone came over to stop Lyle from striking me.

 

A crowd started to gather around the scene and onlookers gesticulated as they engaged in hushed whispers. I covered my face and pretended to break into a sob as I said, “He doesn’t want to let me go after tearing off my clothes…”

“Don’t worry, Miss. We have reported this to the police.”

called over some reporters.

the middle-aged woman who was still clutching on to her other half of the carrot. Noticing that Lyle was giving me the death glare,

weren’t any people around, he would have beaten the crap out

split on good terms. I did not want to hate him, but he was the one pestering me relentlessly. In the end, we ended up hating each other. Perhaps this was for the better since it

 

still have Christopher, and even if we did not end up together, at least I would have some sweet memories

seeing that Lyle was at a disadvantage. She got off the car and shouted at the crowd, “Don’t listen to the nonsense that the woman spewed! She tore off the clothes herself, and was

at her, I shrieked, “Look at

 

crowd grew bigger with my remark, surrounding

Crystal shot daggers at me. I waved gleefully at

I could still listen to the

my first

her some time ago, and she said she has

carrot. I hate these homewreckers ruining families! Boy,

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