Although it was a snowy night, it was still early, and there were still quite a few pedestrians on the sidewalk. Their tugging had already attracted the attention of many onlookers.
When she cried out in pain, he finally stopped and turned to look at her coldly, his gaze seeming even colder than the snowy winter night.
His look froze Amelia for a moment, and the many harsh words that had been on the tip of her tongue couldn't be spoken.
She had wanted to curse at him, but now she had the illusion that if she dared to curse him, he would definitely hit her.
But why, after all?
She was confused and bewildered.
The man, as if seeing the confusion and bewilderment in her eyes, smirked coldly, his scornful laugh mixing with the blizzard's northerly winds, "What's the matter, angry? Feeling aggrieved?"
