NovelEnglishChapter 580 Chapter 580 Chapter 580 I was willing to sacrifice my life for Ashton and Xandra's growth.
"Joel, Zion, Eason, thank you for your help. Let's give it another try," Steven whispered after Michael picked up the children.
"The water's pouring in, and the pressure keeps increasing. If we try again, what if..." Zion was worried that I would be in pain.
"Let's wait until the room is flooded with seawater and test if we can use buoyancy to make it work," suggested Eason.
"It's too late. Once the room is flooded, the exit will be blocked. We'll all die in this room. You must go first," I urgently shouted at them.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSteven remained calm and said once more, "Let's give it another shot." Zion and the others acknowledged and lifted the bed that pinneddown. "Three, two, one. Lift!" They screamed and struggled to lift the bed, but the shaking of the cruise ship made them lose their grip once more. However, the heavy objects did not fall on my leg this time.
I looked at Steven in astonishment. He endured the pain, heldclose, and slowly pulled my leg out. It was him...
As they lifted, he stretched his leg inside, like a lever to support the heavy objects. I even heard the sound of bones breaking at that moment.
"Steven..." My voice trembled as I ignored the pain. I burst out crying, holding him tightly.
"Take her away." Steven was shaking all over.
Zion tried to pull me, but I pushed him away. "Hurry up and leave, all of you!" Zion glanced at me, and I motioned for him to listen. "Helptake care of the kids. We'll take a risk. Once it's flooded here, hopefully, we can count on the buoyancy to escape." Zion took a deep breath and embracedtightly. It was an emotional expression of our friendship and camaraderie, a bond forged through both good times and bad.
He replied hoarsely, "We'll be waiting for you up there. I'll contact the rescue ship as soon as possible. Our people will be here soon. Just hang on." Eason choked up, his voice full of emotions. "Steven, don't die. We should return to our country. We can be happy there, even though I dislike you." Joel appeared remarkably composed in comparison to the others. He said firmly, "He's Steven. He won't die. Let's go first." Amidst the violent shaking, I held Steven tightly, determined to shield him from further harm.
"Why are you so silly?" he asked me.
"I don't want to seem smart around you," I replied, crying like a needy child.
What was the true purpose of living if a person was required to display their intelligence in front of the person they loved? "Stephie, I'm so happy now." Steven was very weak at that moment.
The seawater had already reached our shoulders and was about to cover our heads. We had to wait until the room was completely filled with seawater.
"Are you afraid?" I inhaled deeply, urging Steven to do the same. Considering the present rate of backflow, we needed to hold our breath underwater for a minimum of two minutes.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Everything I do, I do it for my wife and my children... I'm not afraid at all," Steven replied, smiling and shaking his head.
I smiled with tears in my eyes. "You're the silly one." "Hmm. Stephie, I'm so stupid. All of them bully me, so you have to protect me." Steven's voice had a hint of coquettishness. However, these words hurtdeeply.
In my fragmented memory, Steven seemed like a loner at the orphanage when he was a child. The other children would mock him, insult him, and even throw things at him.
Later, he enjoyed hiding behind Stephanie and would always quietly complain to her. "Stephie, they all bully me. You have to protect me." In fact, he had actually found different ways to deal with those who bullied him. However, he would pretend to be weak and helpless whenever he encountered "Stephanie".
As the seawater cascaded around us, I drew in a deep breath and dove into the cold seawater alongside Steven. Our eardrums were pressured. We held each other's hands tightly, enduring the challenging wait. We were not afraid to take risks; we were willing to risk our lives. If we couldn't escape, we were prepared to die together.
If there was an afterlife, I wished to be born into a normal family and m have a simple and happy life. Thoped that Steven would be the boy next door so that we could be childhood sweethearts and grow up together.
I wanted to protect him from harm and shield him from any negativity. All I wanted was for him to grow up healthy. Nonged to see his smile, full of joy and brightness, in both good times and bad. Ashburn X
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