Kaelen Vance slowly lowered the bone knife in his hand, a mocking smile curling on his lips. "Mia, are you overestimating yourself? With your face like this... Ha, you think I'll still obey you like before?"
Mia's expression turned ugly, her fingers clenched so tightly her nails nearly drew blood from her palm.
In her eyes, Kaelen Vance was just a dog who lived to please her.
Now this dog not only refused her, but also looked at her with contempt and ridicule. For a moment, she couldn't accept it.
And she was very, very pissed off.
Suppressing her anger, she forced herself to say, "Kaelen Vance, you weren't like this before... You said you'd protect me."
Kaelen let out a cold laugh. He stood up and walked over, looking down at her. "That was before. Now your face is ruined, your looks have taken a nosedive..."
