Chapter 1777 Another Slap

• There was no use crying over spilled milk, but I could not help but glance at the silent Ashton. All of a sudden, a thought popped into my head. The moment Nathaniel closed his eyes, I raised my hand to swing it downward again, leaving a clear palm print on his face.
• Finally, Nathaniel was infuriated. He immediately grabbed my neck and hissed, “You're pushing your luck!”
• “Mrs. Fuller!” Joseph tried to rush over to rescue me, but after a loud bang, he collapsed onto his knees.