"Scum like that should just die."
Ivy sniffed, feeling extremely aggrieved: "But the law should punish him, not you."
Henry Sullivan looked at her disheveled appearance, his heart aching. He pulled her into his arms.
She struggled to get away: "I'm dirty."
"It's okay, I don't mind," Henry didn't let go.
After taking a trip to the restroom and calling his wife, Robert Weston returned and was startled by the scene at the door.
What's going on here, and why is Henry Sullivan here?
He shrank back, not entering, just watching with the crowd.
Henry Sullivan lifted Ivy up horizontally and walked out. As he walked, he didn't forget to say to Matthew Zandros on the ground: "Just wait; I won't let this go."
Ivy felt really grateful to have Henry there; she was truly terrified just now.
After putting her in the car, he closed the door and personally drove towards home.
Once in the car, Henry Sullivan didn't speak again.
Ivy felt a bit guilty: "Henry, why did you come?"
