Quinn''s eyes narrowed in rm as another dog lunged at her, its teeth snapping at her face and neck.


    Instinctively, she jerked her head back, her hand flying up to shield her face.


    The dog, however, redirected its attack, sinking its teeth into her other arm. It pierced through the fabric of her down jacket and bit into her flesh.


    Quinn winced, drawing in a sharp breath as pain radiated from the wound. Yet, the assault didn''t end there.


    As she fended off the attacks from above, another dogtched onto her leg. Her pants, not as thick as her jacket, offered little protection, and blood was drawn almost instantly.


    A searing pain shot up from her calf, causing her vision to blur and darken. She teetered on the brink of unconsciousness.


    The dogs, once they had their teeth in her, didn''t let go. They clung on tenaciously, pulling and tearing at her as if intent on ripping her apart.


    With a sickening rip, one of the dogs tore through her down jacket, sending feathers flying in all directions.


    In her disoriented state, Quinn found herself thinking it looked like snow.


    Ignoring the pain that coursed through her body, she scrambled and rolled, her fingers clutching desperately at a nearby railing. She tried to scream, but no sound emerged. The inability to call out for help only heightened her fear.


    After all, if she couldn''t scream, how would anyone know of her terror? How would anyone know of her pain?


    Another dogtched onto her leg from behind, dragging her backward. The pain was too much; Quinn''s vision went ck, and her fingers slipped from the railing.


    As the dog dragged her to the ground, her head struck the pavement with a dull thud, and she slipped into unconsciousness.Quinn gave up struggling.


    She didn''t know why Alexander hated her so much, even after their divorce.


    If he wished for her to be torn apart, then so be it. It was as if she was returning the twenty years she had given him.


    Quinn closed her eyes, tears trickling down her cheeks.


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    He saw Quinn, bitten and being dragged by several dogs. Without a moment''s hesitation, he charged towards her."Stop!"


    Sean''s voice cut through the air like a knife. At the sound of his voice and his approaching figure, the dogs scattered in all directions. He quickly opened the iron bars and rushed to Quinn''s side.


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    As he reached her, he took in the sight of her.


    Her clothes were torn and feathers were scattered everywhere. Her upper body was rtively unscathed due to the thickyers, save for a few red scratches from the bites. Her legs, however, were a different story. They were drenched in blood, her jeans dyed a dark red, and a trail of blood marked the ground. It was a horrifying sight!


    Quinn struggled to open her eyes, and upon seeing Sean, her tense nerves finally rxed.


    Overwhelmed by exhaustion, she slowly closed her eyes again.


    Recognizing the urgency of the situation, Sean wasted no more time. He scooped her up and rushed her to the vi''s room.


    Fortunately, a doctor was present who had the necessary rabies vines, as Sean often sustained injuries from caring for these animals.


    Once the doctor arrived, he first stemmed the bleeding before administering the rabies vine.


    Afterward, he cleaned the wound, disinfected it, and stitched it up.


    He wasn''t surprised by the wound on her leg; he had seen many like it before. Instead, he thought she was lucky to have survived.


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    Sean wiped the sweat off his forehead, ncing at the doctor stitching up the wound and then at Quinn, whoy on the bed, her brows knitted tightly in pain.


    He quietly left the room and found two people outside to ask, "Has Alexander left?"


    The bodyguard nodded. "He left, just ten minutes ago."


    Sean breathed a sigh of relief. "That''s good."


    He was relieved that Alexander had left. Otherwise, he would have been in deep trouble.


    Before Alexander left earlier, he had asked if the dogs had been fed. Sean knew he didn''t actually mean to feed Quinn to the dogs.


    But those creatures were used to eating meat, and Quinn, who looked so fragile, naturally became their target. Luckily, he had fed them earlier.


    Otherwise, Quinn would have been seriously injured, if not devoured by the dogs.


    As soon as Sean returned to the room, he received a call from Alexander, inquiring about Quinn''s condition.


    He nced at the woman in the room, gulping nervously, and feigned calm as he replied, "Nothing serious, Quinn just got a small injury. I have already released her."