Love Unspoken

"She could resort to begging; why choose to harm us instead?"

Observing the pervasive malice around her, Quinn contemplated an explanation, but she sadly surrendered, letting her hand fall by her side, realizing the insignificance of her clarifications.

All they cared about was their own self-interest, and they nervously dreaded the possibility of being the next victim of the staged accident.

Initially inclined to leave, the man hesitated. What if something had actually occurred to the woman? Wouldn't he then be considered a hit-and-run culprit?

Thus, he opted to drive Quinn away, instructing her to leave quickly.

Quinn, unable to move, was then grabbed by the arm by the man. "Don't play dumb here, get out of here! Are you waiting here to set up the next victim?" he said.

As the man dragged her, Quinn, unable to move her legs, was practically being pulled by the man towards the roadside.

The biting coldness of the accumulated snow saturated her clothes, leaving her in a thoroughly disheveled state.

ground bore long trails from the

on the sidewalk, where passersby paused to watch, but no one stepped forward

you run into someone hot-tempered, they'll just run you

with a barrage of words, "You're lucky it was me you crossed paths with

heated arguments like this, silence

struck, causing him to take two steps back and sit on the ground.Sitting on the ground, clutching his stomach in pain, he looked up and glared at

then that he realized what had happened someone had kicked him

dressed in a suit, with a long overcoat draped over him, tall and imposing, with a cold

with a look of contempt, as if

He realized that the demeanor of the

of the man before him seemed to emanate

on the

the pressure of his foot on the man's leg, causing the man to cry out in pain. "Ouch,

man finally understood; this was a