No, she couldn't let things develop like this anymore. Daniel was hers, and she wouldn't give him to anyone!
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Mabel Quinn got into Daniel Harris's car, still a bit dazed. It wasn't until his fingers gently brushed the wound on her forehead that she inhaled sharply and came back to her senses.
Almost instinctively, she tilted her head back, avoiding his fingers, then said, "Thank you for earlier. If it's convenient, could you please stop the car at the next station."
He discreetly withdrew his hand but instructed the Driver in the front seat, "To the Hospital."
"This minor wound doesn't need a Hospital visit," she quickly said. At most, she could just get some medication from the pharmacy.
"I never like to bargain with people," he said mildly, reverting to his usual detached elegance.
Mabel pressed her lips together and remained silent. The atmosphere in the car suddenly became somewhat oppressive.
