"Let him be." Ember interrupted, her eyes were devoid of any emotions, but her heart was throbbing painfully.
It took everything in her not to break down and cry. If she dares to show any weakness... her parents might kneel to Brenda and beg for forgiveness.
Such was her parents' love.
Felix slowly moved his hand away, tucked the phone back in his pocket, and walked up to Brenda. Taking out a handkerchief from his pocket, he wrapped it around Brenda's hand and dragged her outside.
By now, Brenda had fallen unconscious and let Felix drag her out. Her neat clothes were tainted by the dust on the ground, and her head lulled a few times, yet Felix remained merciless.
After reaching outside, he continued to drag her, as the dust and stone, like sharp glass, stabbed at Brenda.
Throwing her at a distance, Felix left. All the way, he whistled and thought in his mind,
'The next time that witch thinks about insulting our parents again, she will think ten times!'
