Clara bit her lip, gazing at him with slightly teary eyes. "Yes! It's for Gabriel. If he loses his child, what can I use to compensate? You don't care, but I do. I won't say more. I need to find Little Furry." Clara turned and headed towards the direction of the Black Panther Tribe, angry at Mateo's words. How could he say such things? She just liked the child, her affection for Little Furry was pure. Mateo's insinuations about Gabriel infuriated her.
"Clara!" Mateo shouted from behind, but Clara didn't look back. Mateo hurried to catch up, but Clara walked away, indifferent to him.
It was too dangerous so late at night. Clara was in front, and Mateo followed. "Why are you following me? Didn't you say you don't care?" Clara didn't turn around, expressing her anger.
Mateo snorted, "I just caring about you, not others."
"You... hmph! Go away." Clara pouted and turned around, smiling. She was angry just now, but now she wasn't. "Silly!"