Finally, Alex Rockefeller realized that Xyla Stoermer was soaked around her shoulder.

In fact, she was wearing a chiffon blouse that became transparent when wet. Alex could clearly see a mulberry-colored bra strap. As his gaze shifted down the bra strap, a pleasant view came into sight.

Alex let his gaze linger there for two seconds without being aware of it.

Xyla nearly cried out in surprise when she looked down, Alex pushed the umbrella over to her side. “You’re already hurting from period