Beginning of the Destruction

"Fuck!" The driver of the car that got collided with Clara's car ss age stepped on the brake cursed as he got down of the car.

"Oh no! What's this again! What did I just do?" Clara, who was already going through a lot, uttered.

"Come down now!" The guy yelled, knocking at her car's door.

"Wait, hope I haven't cursed another damage? Where would I get money for repairing if I had done that!" She asked herself, feeling reluctant in coming down from the car.

"Are you deaf? Do you want me to report to you?" The guy threatened, leaving Clara with no other choice than to come down.

"I apologize, mister. It wasn't intentional as I was not in my right state of mind" she hurriedly apologized.

"That's your cup of tea. This is my wife's car and I need to repair the bumper, else she might assailant me! Do you want me to die for you stupid mistakes ?" The guy questioned, leaving Clara in state of confusion

"It's either you pay, or I'll report you to the cops, for violating the traffic rules" he ad