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Chapter 68: Bed of Tears

My hand felt like they are weak, my fingers trembled, making the holder of the paper bag crash against the tiled floor. My eyes widened as I glanced at the people in front of me. My lips are parted, and my heart slowly felt like it was being stabbed by knives. The booming heartbeats felt like they want to go out of my ribcage as a mixture of wrath and grief gushed inside my system.

My legs felt wobbly, but not so weak to stop me. The next thing I knew, I am already pacing towards Uno's wooden table and pulling the hair of the girl.

"What the fuck is the problem with you, Uno?!" I huffed. My fingers curled against the Hazel-colored hair of the woman in front of me.

"Ah!" The girl shrieked in pain as I made my hold more intense. I can't believe this!

"You bitch! You have no dignity! Dirty!" I yelled continuously.

"Farrah what the hell!" Uno's voice thundered. He hastily stood from his swivel chair and turned to remove my hands from his mistress' hair

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