With just this one sentence, Irene Morton opened the car door and quickened her pace as she walked forward.
Sophie Smith let out a slight sigh, her gaze fixed on the thin small figure ahead, curled together. Words couldn't describe how she felt inside.
Irene Morton was indeed extremely cold, and eventually, to relieve the chill, she started running in the snow.
But she hadn't run far when suddenly a group of men appeared in front of her.
Irene Morton suddenly raised her head—it was them again!
