Chapter 55 Wynter Disproves The Douchebag

Wynter moved the seat by picking up the wooden chair. She was elegant and feisty as she sat cross-legged, griping, "Where did this ugly come from?" Where did man come from? He speaks far too much. A man with ugly hair? The scene's vibe momentarily froze. Charlie was shocked, as though he was having trouble believing what he had heard. He kind of stumbled, asking, "W-what did you say?" "Ugly man." Wynter grinned. "Have you heard me?" Seek ear treatment if your hearing is impaired. "You!" he bellowed angrily, gasping for air. Nearly everyone's facial expressions altered. In particular, Yvette was holding hands and scowling. She questioned the situation. She recalled that Charlie used to be Wynter's favorite and that she would even put her life in danger for him! She inhaled deeply. Charlie resembled a clown who was unable to leave the stage. Have you forgotten how much you've asked me to gaze at you, Wynter? Wynter showed no emotion. "A lady who is in love wouldn't make sense. Also, we are both aware of reality. You're the one bothering Mr. Charlie! yelled someone who was unable to remain motionless. That is the only truth!