C47 That’s my fucking wife

As Lina's head was working, so was Ria’s. But unfortunately, Mr. Vic seemed to sense something was wrong. He started dragging Lina out of the restroom.

“Let's go, sweetheart,” Mr. Vic sneered, his grip on Lina's wrist tightening. “We don't want any unwanted heroes interrupting our little reunion, do we?”

Lina struggled, but Mr. Vic's grasp was unyielding. Ria's eyes locked onto Lina's