At that moment, hearing what Abigail just said, Ramos' face tightened immediately. His eyes burned with anger, his jaw locking like he was holding back from shouting on top of his lungs.
Without thinking twice, he raised his hand and pointed his finger right at Abigail, his finger stiff and sharp like he was about to jab it into her forehead.
"I'm not going to stand here and watch you insult my family like that!" Ramos snapped, his voice loud and sharp, drawing the attention of a few people nearby. "That is completely unacceptable!"
His chest was moving fast, his nostrils flaring as he stepped closer, the distance between him and Abigail closing up quickly.
"Who do you think you are, Abigail? Huh?!" he continued, his voice shaking slightly with rage. "Where did you get the nerves to open that dirty mouth of yours and speak such nonsense about me and my family?"
His finger remained raised, his hand trembling not because of fear but because his whole body was boiling.
