Unfortunately, nothing still happened.
"If you've got guts, don't run! When my people arrive, you'll see how long you can stay arrogant. I'll show you whose place Farlim really is."
Just as Joanna was puzzled and confused, a familiar figure suddenly approached from behind her.
He was a tall and sturdy man, walking over with a grim expression.
Gauss exchanged a glance with him.
Then.
"Honey, you came..."
"Smack!"
A crisp sound of a slap echoed.
Of course, this slap was not on Gauss's face but on Joanna's cheek.
Joanna Xavier covered her face, a clear slap mark slowly emerging on her cheek. She looked at her husband in shock as if an earthquake was happening in the depths of her pupils.
The always gentle and protective husband suddenly slapping her seemed to have shattered her worldview, leaving her mind in temporary blankness.
Regaining consciousness, she screamed without regard for her image.
"You... you dare to hit me!"
