You Slapped Me, Dillon.

Dillon scurried toward Mirabel and Ivy.

"How dare you!" He mumbled.

"Kpaak!" The sound of a slap echoed in the living room.

Mirabel, who thought her secrets had been unveiled, opened her eyes slowly while holding her cheeks. She gasped out of shock when she saw Ivy holding her face.

Dillon slapped Ivy!

"How dare you step your feet into my house? Are you fearless? Do you have a death wish?" He blasted, exasperated.

Ivy raised her head, her face was covered with tears. Pains and anguish were visible in her reddened eyes.

"You slapped me, Dillon!" She asked with a shaky and croaky voice. Her lips were trembling and the tears were falling without obstruction.

"And I am going to repeat it if you don't take your filthy body out of my house," He threatened, pointing at the exit.

The more he gets to see Ivy, the more his hatred for her increases. Hearing his mother narrate everything he had done to her because of Ivy made him infuriated. He hated himself but he hated Ivy more.