YOO-MI’s POV
Tears brimming my vision as I stared at Jeonghan storming in our direction. I couldn’t believe that someone actually came to save me and of all people, it was Jeonghan. God is still good to me, he never let anything bad happened, and even sent the man I needed right now.
The sick perverted psychopath abruptly let go of me, pushing me to the wall. He wasted no time to run off, leaving me here with mouth agape, shaking on the ground.
“Don’t you dare asshole!” Jeonghan was ready to run after him but when he saw me, stopped dead in his track. He froze, and I could see that he was shock when his eyes met mine. “Yoo-Mi?”
My head pulsed with sharp pain, and I winced touching my forehead. Then I found blood on my palm. My forehead was apparently bleeding from the smack against the brick wall.
“Yoo-Mi, is that you?” he rasped before his jaw tightened, and I could even see his eyes burning with rage before he snapped his head back towards the bastard running away.