She snatched the book from his hands and slapped it across his face.
Mr. Santos's handsome, captivating face was painfully struck.
He covered his face, looking at Ann Nolan angrily.
"Get out, get out!" Ann too was furious, and still tipsy, she cast aside her image and lunged onto the bed to pull at Zaiden Santos.
She had long known this man could never speak without venom, but she didn't expect him to go so far.
He had never believed her.
Ann's fingers clutched at Zaiden's arm, tugging forcefully.
The sleeves of Zaiden's shirt were pulled up to his elbows, and several vivid, red marks instantly appeared on his arm.
Being from a noble background, Ann had always been a well-behaved girl, never one to argue or get physical, but all that had changed with Zaiden Santos.
Ann grabbed his arm, and Zaiden didn't fight back, just dodged.
"Get out! Get out of my apartment!" Ann tried to pull him up from the bed.
