I'll Punish You On The Spot

Hazel was frightened to look at him, like a punctured leather ball. She suddenly collapsed in the seat. She knew that he wouldn't let her go. In his eyes, she was just a tool. He would not care about her self-esteem, feelings, or cherish and care for her.

She stared at him ferociously, "I hate you, Zac. I hate you!" She shouted insidiously, sadly and angrily.

"It doesn't matter. You can hate me if you want." He said weakly. He would rather be hated by her than lose her.

Tears welled up in her eyes. She raised her head and tried to hold them back. She didn't want to cry in front of him. She didn't want him to see her weakness. However, tears flood like a flood, more and more turbulent. Hazel bit her lip as if she was angry with those disobedient guys.