"Jack!"
Charlotte Thompson's pupils constricted sharply, and she instinctively rushed towards Jack.
She lifted her arm to shield Jack's head, blocking the object that was about to hit him, but in doing so, she unexpectedly got her arm scratched.
The pain in her arm made Charlotte involuntarily frown.
But she didn't have time to pay attention to that and immediately checked over Jack, scrutinizing him to see if he was hurt anywhere.
"Jack, are you okay? Did it hit you?"
Charlotte's voice was tight, and at that moment, Jack had already seen Charlotte's injured arm. His smiling face immediately tightened, and he couldn't help but exclaim:
"Mommy, you're hurt!"
The other children had also gathered around Charlotte.
Charlotte shook her head and couldn't help but turn her head to look at the situation at hand.
