Her heart was filled with a panic she had never felt before.
A panic that her beloved little dog might no longer be hers.
Why?
Why do this to me?
I was clearly... clearly here first.
At this moment, Ivyst's reason told her that leaving was the best choice.
Whether it meant fleeing in a panic or simply walking away.
In any case, her momentum had already fallen behind the other.
Although on the surface she chose to kneel, in reality, she had established an excellent psychological advantage in front of her.
Perhaps from the beginning, there was no need for her to get involved in this matter.
It was he who wronged her first.
Clearly this one time, she did nothing wrong.
Ivyst's eyes reddened, she mustered all her strength to hold back her tears, trying to suppress the sourness in her heart.
Even if she killed the other party here and now, what has happened can't be undone.
Let's go.
Let them handle it.
Perhaps from the beginning, there was no fate between her and him.