The coat was stripped off, and her body felt wave after wave of chill. Charlotte Green felt humiliated and wronged. Couldn't he communicate in a more humane way?
"He's your family, isn't he? If he is your family, he's also mine. What's wrong with me going out to look for a lost family member? Kevin Cliff, you are indeed unreasonable!" She patted his leg, feeling more and more aggrieved as she spoke.
The man's actions on his hand paused, then he rolled down the car window, tossed the balled-up coat outside, and immediately closed the window again, not giving the cold air a chance to pour back in.
Outside, the coat that had just hit the ground was already being snatched up by beggars who had emerged from the alley.
Kevin Cliff pushed the woman who was still patting him away and then took off his coat.
Charlotte Green watched him undress, her eyes filled with terror, and her small frame instinctively shrank to the side.