LittleNovelFiona also cover. "If you like it, take it hto keep Mitsy company."
As she spoke, she squatted down and gently stroked the back of the tabby cat. Angela hurriedly stopped her.
"Don't touch it. It's a stray cat."
It was already too late by the tshe finished speaking. Just as Fiona was about to remove her hand, the tabby
cat swiped at her with its claws.
Angela quickly pushed Fiona aside. In that instant, a sharp pain struck. Angela's arm was scratched, with four
vivid red marks that were shocking to see.
"Oh, no!" Fiona got up from the ground, her face pale at the sight. "Quick, you need-"
"You need to get vaccinated," Dexter abruptly said. "Otherwise, you might get rabies."
Angela knew this too. Her arm stung with a burning pain. The cat had seemed so docile, but its claws were
unexpectedly sharp. The deepest scratch was oozing dark blood, and the pain made her face turn pale.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Let's head down the mountain," Dexter said.
They had just climbed up, so their energy and stamina were already drained. Going down now would likely take
several more hours.
"I'll carry you down," Dexter stated coldly as if he had read her mind.
Angela didn't respond. She gritted her teeth and was about to get up when Dexter squatted down in front of her.
Before she could react, he pulled her onto his back.
"Hey, what are you doing?" Angela exclaimed, but by then, Dexter had already hoisted her up.
Angela felt a wave of dizziness. Everything around her appeared shorter from this perspective, and the sensation
inexplicably filled her with fear.
"Putdown!" Her face was pale, her voice obstinate. "I don't want you to carry me. I'm afraid you'll hurt me!"
The mountain path was narrow and steep in many places. It was difficult enough for one person to walk, let
alone someone carrying another. This was nothing short of reckless.
"Shut up, or you won't even know how you died," Dexter said icily, his tone still dripping with mockery.
Angela struggled to no avail. Exhausted, she could only let him do as he pleased.
The others followed, but Fiona and Joanne quickly fell behind, unable to keep up. Finn, however, followed at a
leisurely pace, staying close by to ensure Dexter didn't drop Angela.
Perhaps it was just her imagination, but as Dexter walked, Angela started feeling
drowsy. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
Dexter's steps were remarkably steady. The bumpy, uneven mountain path
seemed effortless for him, to everyone's astonishment.
"Slow down. Try not to jostle her so much," Finn couldn't help but say coldly, a hint of urgency in his voice.
Dexter ignored him as he continued at his brisk pace, almost as if he were gliding.
Despite the speed, he remained steady, and Angela, who was asleep on his back, didn't wake up.
"Finn, letmake this clear-as long as she's still my wife, don't even think about getting close to her. Consider
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmthis your warning!"
With that, Dexter left Finn behind, striding down another path at a breakneck pace.
"Hey! That path doesn't lead anywhere. Are you crazy?" Finn shouted after him, but Dexter didn't stop.
Awakened by the jolting motion, Angela soon noticed there was no one around, with only the sound of Dexter's
footsteps breaking the silence. She immediately realized something was wrong.
"This isn't the path we took up the mountain. Dexter, you're going the wrong way,"
she said.
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