A Flash Marriage Can Be A Treasure
She glanced up at Quinn, her eyes surprisingly filled with some relief.
She suddenly raised her hand, placing her cold fingers on Quinn's furrowed brow, gently rubbing it, saying, "Don't worry, I'm fine, it just hurts a bit."
It's okay...
How could it be okay?
The wound on her leg was so ghastly, the blood so rampant, how could she possibly be okay?
It hurt, it hurt terribly. Every pained expression she twisted into was like a nail hammered into Quinn's heart.
For the first time, he harbored hatred towards the woman before him, and loathed himself to the bone for not being able to protect her.
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