Chapter 57
I didn’t prefer to waste my breath on him. So I grabbed any other glass of orange juice on the table and splashed it on his face again.” I don’t assume an egoist has the right to call others lunatics.”
I didn’t have the endurance to waste my breath. “Now, make an apology to this girl you’ve hurt. I promise you won’t use that dry metaphor to mock others again. Keep your Genius and write third-rate novels.”
Luke flipped the table, sneered, and roared, “Who do you assume you are? Do you think I won’t hit a woman? Then you’re wrong. Today, you will have to kneel and lick my footwear clean! B*tch!”
He threw a punch at me, but the vulnerable fist wasas ridiculous as a child’s recreation to me.
I subdued him with just one pass and stepped on his twisted arm. Then, hearing his wail
