In the dark, the man hissed in pain.
He wrapped his other arm around Annette's waist.
Annette was frightened. She shouted desperately, "Let go of me!"
She almost shifted and attacked the person.
The man said, "Don't scream. It's me."
Hearing the familiar voice, Annette quickly stopped.
"Connor?"
Since she stopped struggling, Connor let go.
Annette turned on the light.
She was shocked to see Connor.
Connor pressed his left shoulder with his right hand and said, "You are so ruthless."
Annette rushed forward and asked worriedly, "Are you OK?"
"What do you think?" Connor looked down at the dumbbell on the ground and said, "You hit me with such a heavy thing. My shoulder must be broken."
Annette helped him up and panicked. She said, "I'll take you to the hospital."
Connor pulled her into his arms.
She struggled and said, "Not now, let's go to the hospital first."
"I'm not going to the hospital," Connor said. He smelled like alcohol.
