After Samuel Thompson left, Kimberly Gibson came back to her senses from a daze and tugged at Will James' hand: "Will, what should we do now..."
Hearing her whiny voice, Will couldn't hold back any longer and slapped Kimberly across the face!
"It's all because of you, you filthy whore, that I've lost everything! How dare you ask me what to do? Go die! Dig a hole and bury yourself!"
Will seemed unsatisfied, further kicking Kimberly in the body!
"I'm telling you, Kimberly, you'd better put away those dog eyes of yours! Otherwise, no one will be able to save you! Get lost!"
Kimberly's face went pale, her eyes lost the spark they once had.
She knew that there was no future for her and Will anymore.
The cars, houses that Will gifted her, were likely to be taken back by him.
She stared intently at the receding figures of David Johnson and Sarah Moore, her fists clenched tightly.
It's all their fault!
If it weren't for those two, how could everything she had be destroyed!
