Only This

A faint hiss sounded . Savannah Lea covered her face with her hands and gasped, hoping that Shanee Hawkings wasn't a Taekwondo Black Belt. Her slap caused a lot of pain to Savannah Lea, and it was getting more and more painful. The left side of her face didn't look like hers anymore, as if she was wearing an ugly mask. She took out some ice from the refrigerator, placed it in the sink and hammered it until it was slightly crushed to pack the ice bag . The housekeeper, Mr. Sanders, watched at the side and asked directly, "What's wrong with your face? Who hit you? Tell Master Handerson later and let him seek revenge for you. " Savannah did not answer. She twitched the corner of her mouth and thought, "Forget it! It is all thanks to Master Handerson that my face got this swollen." "Miss, let me do it! I'll do it for you." The housekeeper reached out to help. Savannah shook her head and refused with a smile. "No, it's not necessary. I can handle such a small matter by myself. Mr. Sanders,