Eleven Years All to the Wrong Man novel Chapter 90

Her eyes scanned the rippling surface, but she couldn't see Evan anywhere. All she saw was Nathan, his arm still held by Vivian.

*I'm dying... Am I going to die again?*

She thought, just before closing her eyes, resigned to her fate. But just as she was about to give up, the cold water's surface exploded as a figure dove in.

Emma felt a heavy pressure wave move toward her. She was too exhausted to even open her eyes, but she felt her sinking body being caught. The next moment, the bone-chilling cold was replaced by the warmth of an embrace.

A firm force lifted her upward, and they broke through the surface. Fresh air rushed into her lungs, and Emma began to cough violently.

“Cough, cough… cough…”

“Are you okay? Are you alright?”

A clear, crisp male voice asked by her ear. Through her blurred vision, she saw a young, handsome face, water dripping from his soaked, auburn hair.

A murmur went through the crowd on the shore.

“Hey, that's Mrs. Cooper…” someone recognized.

Then, another person exclaimed, “And the one who saved her… isn't that the third son of the Ward family?”

Nathan's eyes widened in shock when he saw it was Emma. He instinctively started to move forward, but just then, Evan, having heard the news, pushed through the crowd.

“Emma!”

Far in the back, Evan had seen Emma, shivering and pathetic, huddled in the young man's arms.

VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABELVerify