For Her, He Cut Off His Son’s Legs
Her eyes burned with fury as she stormed toward me, her hand raised, ready to slap me across the face.
But before she could land the hit, I kicked her hard in the stomach.
She fell to the ground with a gasp, completely stunned.
She hadn’t expected me to fight back.
Pointing at me, she shrieked, “Summer Carter, you bitch!
“How dare you lay a hand on me! Do you have a death wish?”
I didn’t hold back this time.
Setting Lucas down, I swung hard, slapping Wendy across the face—just like she had done to me so many times before.