Faye was momentarily stunned. Then, she rushed to Chris' side while calling his name and sobbing. I watched with my mouth agape, shocked at how much the couple cared for each other. They sure loved each other deeply.
"How dare you hit me?"
"Because you had it coming. You played with a woman's feelings and were unrepentant about it. This serves you right."
"Stay out of my business." Chris spat out a mixture of blood and saliva. Then, he scowled. "How dare you hit me, Winston? I'm telling on you."
"Pfft, why can't I hit a two-timing guy like you? Telling my dad on me is all you can do, Chris. Go ahead. Tell my dad what happened here. Maybe I should do it instead. He should know what you've done too, you filthy animal."
The superhero who intervened was Winston? Why did he intervene? Who was he to Chris? Why did he ask me about Zara? Who exactly was Winston?
"You have one minute, Chris. Disappear or I'll cripple one of your legs. You know I can do it," Winston threatened while squinting his eyes.
Chris' nose was bleeding from the attack. He tried to wipe away the blood with the back of his hand, but that only made his face messier and more hideous.
Faye helped Chris gather himself. He glared at Winston. His pride wouldn't allow him to take a beating from Winston yet there was nothing much he could do. He could only shoot daggers at him. If stares could kill, Winston would have been dead many times over.
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