Tension was the dominant atmosphere inside the car

Wherever Arius was driving fast, anger evident in his knotted features, his clenched fist on the steering wheel, and the whiteness of his knuckles, which explained the severity of his pounding on him,

That was just enough to let her know how angry he was at her

She moved away a little to stick to the door next to her, embracing the bags with both hands,

I was so surprised he didn't scream at her yet!

Or even scolding her, but contented himself with holding his features in anger.

With the awkward silence that suddenly fell upon him

His silence was no...