"Aunty, what were you doing?" With her incredulous glare Ana shot at the woman who at the same time looked down at her in wrath, she got up to her feet, querying why she had the heart to hurt her; her palm covered her red cheek. "Why did you slap me?"
As the confrontation exploded out, the restaurant visitors turned their questioning hazes at them; the murmurs of dishing flew out of their mouths, wondering what their issue was that drove them to make a fuss in the public place.
"How dare you ridicule me?"
Ana's eyes narrowed at Sandra who was indignant and stern, straightening up in her position. "Wait! I don't get what you mean. What are you talking about, aunty?"
"You're a big liar. How could you deceive me, the only person who has always had your back and supported your relationship with Danish? How come you lied to me about your phony identity as Bai Xingxing?"
