Chapter 45
After Vania finished speaking, she gazed at Melanie with a half-smile, wanting to see what kind of reaction the latter would have next.
Melanie, on the other hand, stared at Vania incredulously.
She is so articulate that she can turn black into white with a few sentences!
If she can’t see my sincerity after all this, then what does she want? Should I keep slapping myself, or should I find another way to apologize?
But what other way do I have?
At this point, Melanie looked at Hanson innocently, hoping that he would give her some hints.
But there was nothing from the man. He didn’t even bother looking at her, so how could there be any hints?
Seeing Melanie was stuck in a conundrum, Vania said sarcastically, “Oh-by the way, I recalled there was one time when you indiscriminately came to my house at midnight, wanting me to kneel before you and apologize. Does it ring a bell?” Vania’s words seemed to hint to Melanie on how to apologize.
Hearing that, Melanie was thunderstruck. Although Hanson knew about this, he didn’t know the details. Please don’t go any further! she prayed.
On the other hand, Vania could see through Melanie. She gave the latter a teasing look and casually continued, “Well, this matter has given me an idea. Reciprocally, you should kneel and apologize to me. If you do so, I will accept your apology.”
It was easy for Vania lo say that, yet the words seemed to carry a heavy weight for Melanie to bear.
This woman dares to ask me to knecl and apologize to her?
And publicly, at that? What about my image and reputation?
Melanie continued by slapping herself more than a dozen times. Every strike of hers was accompanied by a loud noise and before long, her cheek was reddened and swollen like a peach.
As she slapped herself, she kept on apologizing, “I was wrong… I was wrong…”
During the whole process, Vania remained silent and simply glanced at the woman indifferently.
She did this to herself. I never asked her to do this.
On top of that, it was only a few slaps. Compared to the intimidation Vania had received and the family affection she had lost, this was nothing. These slaps were far from enough to relieve the rage in her heart,
Meanwhile, Melanie’s hand was already hurting from the slapping, but Vania showed no signs of relenung. Al that moment, she had reached the breaking point.
Just then, an idea came to her mind. “Ah!” Melanie fell to the ground on her knees and she directed her body toward Hanson.
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