Seeing the grim look on her face, I said mildly, "You may not like to hear this, but I’ll say it for your own good. I've always wondered if you lack a clear perception of yourself and think that you're naturally beautiful and can always look beautiful even without maintenance.
"Stop chanting prayers and look into the mirror, will you? Also, use the money you're always using to buy all kinds of branded goods to buy some skincare products and reduce your food intake to lose some weight. Isn't it good if you can look younger even just a little? Don't you feel sad when you’re already so old yet no man has taken a fancy to you?"
My words completely enraged Dazaray. She smashed the things in her hand at me but I managed to dodge them.
She was even more furious now. When she caught a glimpse of the fruit knife on the coffee table out of the corners of her eyes, she picked it up and tried to murder me.
Bang!
A loud bang was heard from the entrance.
Someone had violently kicked open the door from outside. Theo walked in.
He happened to see Dazaray raising the fruit knife and trying to hurt me. He widened his eyes and randomly grabbed the vase on the shoe cabinet before smashing it at Dazaray.
Dazaray was startled at first and was hit by the vase before she could even react.
Theo rushed over to hold me and asked in a panic, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
I shook my head and saw several policemen walking in.
They grabbed Dazaray from the floor and handcuffed her.
Dazaray was dumbfounded. She stared at the policemen in shock and shouted, "What are you doing? Why are you handcuffing me?"
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