“Alright, that’s quite enough, young man! You can’t prove anything by hitting a woman! If you really want to prove your worth, work hard so that she’ll regret leaving you in the future!” rebuked a well-dressed, middle-aged man who looked noble and dignified.

At this point, Murphy had already calmed down a little. He could only sigh as he clenched his fists tightly.

“That’s right! If you want to show your worth then go make something of yourself! I think that’s impossible though since you’re a lunatic! How dare you hit me today? You’re done for!” shouted Sharon who was still sprawled on the ground, panting heavily.

“You should speak less yourself. Young girl, you should stop dating only wealthy men. Rich people are fickle. If you want to break up, clarify things with your partner first. There’s no point of saying anything else just to trigger emotional responses from them,” reprimanded the same man toward Sharon this time.

Sharon went silent and simply covered her face with her