Only then did Jake and Aria walk over to the bed and look down at Jamila in an arrogant and cold manner.
“That hurt just now, didn’t it?” Aria spoke.
Jamila rolled her eyes and met her gaze.
In those eyes, there was hatred written all over them, as if they wanted to tear Aria to pieces.
Jake narrowed his eyes, ready to let Ronald go up and teach Jamila a lesson.
But Aria stopped it, “No, she has survived the pain of her broken legs, a little lesson doesn’t mean anything to her, besides, what can she do if she hates me? She’s a disabled, she can’t even stand up, what else can she do to me?”
Jake raised his eyebrows, and then snorted, “That’s true.”
“Fuck you! All of you fuck you!” Jamila cursed as her face twisted.
Ronald frowned, he went straight up and slapped her, “Watch your mouth!”
Jamila’s face was immediately knocked to the side, her already pale face now flushed red because of his slap, giving her white as a ghost face a hint of blood.