Seeing that it was Sullivan, Owen's eyes turned red with anxiety.
"Sullivan, who do you think you are?! My girlfriend and I are quarreling, it's none of your business!"
Sullivan's black suit was completely drenched, rainwater dripping from his hair onto his handsome face, giving him a strange air of nobility and authority.
He stared at Owen, his eyes deep as a pool, his voice indifferent and devoid of emotion. "Since you're so rude, let me just say I'm sorry."
As soon as the words left his mouth, Sullivan threw a swift punch. Bethany hadn't even seen the move before Owen cried out and fell to the ground!
Owen clutched his buzzing head in shock, then lunged at Sullivan like an enraged wolf, grappling with him.
Sullivan was taller than Owen and clearly a more experienced fighter. With
