Bella Acker cried for a long time, and in the end, she didn't even realize how she curled up and fell asleep in the living room.
If it weren't for the urgent sound of the doorbell, she wouldn't know when she would have woken up.
Bella Acker rubbed her eyes and sat up from the floor, feeling dizzy and weak all over.
She didn't turn on the air conditioning after coming home last night, cried herself to sleep on the floor, and it's no surprise she caught a cold this morning.
"Ding! Ding! Ding!"
The doorbell kept ringing, and Bella Acker groggily stood up, staggered a bit before finally steadying herself to walk over and open the door.
"Slap!"
As soon as the door opened, a slap landed on Bella Acker's face.
Mrs. Sinclair's eyes were red as she shouted sternly, "Bella Acker, isn't it enough that your father killed one of my sons? Do you want to kill my other son too?!"
Bella Acker was completely stunned by the slap, her head and ears buzzing.
