“You were the one who did it, aren’t you?!” I shouted while pointing my index finger at her face.
My rage boiled up when I heard that kind of tone out of her lips, an indifferent tone. “Cut the crap, Jurina!! You’re just like your father… playing innocent all the time but actually shifty, ruthless, and heartless.” I sensed that her bodyguards glared at me right after I spit out those unpleasant words.
Jurina raised her hand to warn her bodyguards to stay at their place; maybe she realized that those men were more than ready to attack me or to drag me harshly out of her house. She looked at me in such a cold way. “First, you break through my house without permission and then you yelled at me without a reason. Second, you taunted my father who already died 2 years ago. You haven’t change at all… stubborn as always.”
I clenched my fist. I felt like I wanted to punch her face but I didn’t have power to do it, even without her bodyguards around… she is still stronger than me. Why am I THIS WEAK?! I hate it!! I looked at the ground when I felt that my frustration tears were about to fall. I didn’t want her to see my fragile side again… ever again. “Just kill me already…” I guessed I failed to hide my fragility because my voice was clearly trembling. After I said it, the room was quiet for a few seconds.