All of a sudden, Myra stood up. Her face was so pale that it was transparent. Her almond eyes were wide open, and her eyes were red. The broken light spots in her eyes were obscure and shining.
"So this time, you want me to give up my reputation and dignity, right?"
Looking at her daughter's pale face, Olson was stunned for a moment. He wanted to say something more, but a thunder outside the window frightened him.
Then, there was a sudden sound of rain outside, blocking the words that Olson wanted to continue to persuade her.
Looking at him like this for a long time, Myra her the sound of rain became smaller. She said first, "Dad, do you
umbrella fell to the ground.
All of a sudden, a tall figure came over quickly and pushed Myra. "Are you crazy? Don't vent your anger on Lydia!"
Wearing high-heeled shoes, Myra slipped...
When she thought she was about to fall, she suddenly felt that she was firmly supported by a pair of arms.
She raised her head and saw a pair of melancholy brown eyes.
She took a deep breath and said, "... You?"
"It's me," he said. "Sorry for being late."
Myra looked at him in a daze.
Late?
She thought it was just the right time.
Standing opposite to them, Archer and Lydia were stunned to see a man suddenly appear to protect Myra.