Chapter 80

He then released the grip on Charlotte's neck and pulled Randle off his feet and carry him. He returned his gaze to the woman, who was now coughing as a result of the choke he had created. I also let go of his hug, and I didn't respond right away as he tugged my hand away from those folks. I just gave in because I couldn't keep up with his rage anymore. "R-Randall, our things," I whispered gently, but he didn't look at me or simply respond. We walked right up to his car. That's when he pounced on me. My eyes, on the other hand, seem like they've been reprimanded by their owner. When he looked at me, his eyes were filled with rage. Is he upset with me? "I'm not doing anything, why do you look at me like that?" I pout to lighten the tone between the two of us. Randle, on the other hand, had stopped weeping and was feeling sleepy. I would have snatched him from Randall, but he evaded me. I asked him a question with my eyes. In his rage, does he sympathize with me? "That is the issue! Y