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.

the ground bore long trails from the

the sidewalk, where passersby paused to watch, but no one stepped forward to intervene, content to stand by

he scolded fiercely, "Don't pull this bullshit again. If you run into someone hot-tempered, they'll just

barrage of words, "You're lucky it was me you crossed paths with today; I'm in a good mood. Otherwise, I might have just

even spat in Quinn's direction. In heated arguments like this, silence only would serve

man, after finishing his tirade, was about to turn and leave. However, as he turned, his abdomen was viciously struck, causing him to take two steps back and sit on the ground.Sitting on

realized what had happened someone had kicked

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

the man with a look of contempt,

realized that the demeanor of the person was something that

man before

his shiny leather shoe, and stepped on the man's leg. "Are you

as if he were just casually asking, but he didn't ease the pressure of his foot on the man's leg, causing the

it hurt? Seems like you're trying to fake an injury," Alexander repeated his words verbatim. The man finally understood; this was a