"Yvette!"
A pair of dry and warm hands protected Yvette in time.
Yvette was so frightened that she didn't dare to open her eyes for a long time. After confirming that there was no danger, she slowly opened her eyes.
Under Charlie's gold-rimmed glasses, his pretty eyes were full of nervousness, and the umbrella he had just thrown away in a hurry was still lying on the ground.
Charlie's heart was still beating fast.
Yvette had almost fallen down!
Yvette was in a daze for a while. She managed to stand firm and asked, "Charlie, how could you..."
The softness disappeared. Charlie clenched his fists and said calmly, "Ellen asked me to pick you up. Fortunately, I found you."
"Thank you again."
"It's nothing." Charlie picked up the umbrella to shield Yvette from the rain. When he noticed that Yvette was in a mess, his pupils shrank, and his voice lost its calmness. "What happened to you?"
