Vanessa came straight at me like a madman, not remembering that she had to maintain her delicate and gentle image in front of Carter, and picked up the bottle to smash my head.

Just a second before the bottle hit me, Carter suddenly reached out and grabbed Vanessa's wrist.

The drunken eyes that were slightly drunk a moment ago seemed to regain their clarity instantly and glared at Vanessa with a hint of dissatisfaction.

"What do you want?"

Vanessa was furious when she saw Carter protecting me, but she knew that in the current situation, she could only try to squeeze out tears to show her weakness.

"Carter, I didn't...