She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 473: Fighting Sharks in the Pouring Rain They already had a clean break. As he did so, she now owed him two favors. Cheyenne had always disliked being indebted to others... “Kelvin, what should I do with you?" Just as she was lost in thought, a giant white shark attacked her from behind, aiming for Cheyenne's back.

"Cheyenne, be careful!" Kelvin suddenly shouted.

"What?" As the world spun around her, she felt a strong pull, and Kelvin's warm and broad body enveloped her. Cheyenne stared blankly at the handsand resolute face in front of her. The rainwater made his smile even more radiant.

Trembling, she reached out her fair hand to touch his back, and felt sticky and warm blood.

"Kelvin... you..." Tears welled up uncontrollably. He must be in pain! How could he still manage to smile? Kelvin was always a serious person. He should have coldly watched her die so he could avenge his childhood sweetheart, Miss Berry, right? Cheyenne's face felt warm, unsure if it was from his blood splattering on her or her own weak tears.

The shark that had succeeded in its attack groaned with regret and shook its tail. Its intended prey was that woman... It reluctantly let go, preparing for a second strike.

At that moment, chaos erupted on the deck of the ship. The two-story luxury cruiser suddenly caught fire amidst the raging storm, and water was pouring in through the hull breaches. Despite the dire situation, people on the ship continued to fight.

Gordon led the elite soldiers of the Sparrowhawk 216 to fight with TWILIGHT members.

Seeing his men being devastated by Gordon, Master Charlie decided to step in himself.

He blocked Gordon's path to rescue Cheyenne and Kelvin, coldly declaring, "Your opponent is me!" With those words, he revealed his weapon - a knife. Gordon, on the other hand, was unarmed.

He never expected his opponent to possess such advanced weaponry, even acquiring the latest Metshire torpedo.

As Gordon was in combat with Charlie, Adrian, who had been standing aside, unexpectedly threw three torpedoes.

The ship was hit hard, enshrouded in flames. In the chaos, Adrian and Master Charlie took the opportunity to board a lifeboat and escape.

The remaining TWILIGHT members either died or were left in critical condition. The bodies that fell into the water beca feast for the sharks. Amidst the approaching storm, the sharks were enjoying their gluttonous feast. However, the most tender "prey" was the woman on the wooden raft. Regrettably, she was being held tightly by a young man in a black suit, his body emanating a chilling murderous intent that kept the sharks at bay. A wave crashed, generating a vortex of swirling water.

Kelvin and Cheyenne were both pulled into it.

Even the great white shark, which had intended to devour the two humans, was inevitably dragged into the vortex, its body torn apart in mid-air.

This typhoon was more like a terrible meat grinder.

The horrifying and bloody scene would haunt Cheyenne for the rest of her life. She hung helplessly onto Kelvin's body, understanding that doing so would likely decrease his chances of survival. "Kelvin, go, don't worry about me." Gordon tossed down a rope, and managed to grasp a jack on the deck while holding tightly to one end of the rope.

"Mr. Foley, Miss Lawrence... Grab the rope! I'll pull you up!" But the strong wind made the rope sway and swing.

Kelvin didn't have a stable center of gravity in the water, and now he was being swept away by the typhoon. The rope swayed... but they couldn't hold on.

He had to distract himself to free a hand to hold Cheyenne's body, which had beccold and stiff.

"Cheyenne... hold on." "The typhoon is coming!" One of the police officers reminded his superior that if they didn't leave soon... not only would Mr. Foley and Miss Lawrence not return, but they would also die together. Gordon's face instantly turned extremely terrible.

He ignored his subordinates' pleas to evacuate quickly, anxiously shouting at the two people in the water, "Grab the rope!" The cruise ship kept sinking, even if they managed to climb up, it would be in vain.

Cheyenne heartlessly pushed Kelvin away.

With a clear voice, she loudly commanded, "You go!" As the words fell, a black wave engulfed her.

Suddenly, Kelvin held her hand tightly, holding her delicate wrist and affectionately saying, "Cheyenne, I won't leave you again!" The merciless waves pounded on the two of them.

The black seawater completely swallowed their bodies, leaving no trace.

Boom! The cruise ship exploded, sending flames splashing into the air.

The scene was as terrifying as an early arrival of the doomsday.

It was reported that the typhoon that day was the strongest in twenty years, unseen and unheard of.

It destroyed the small coastal fishing village and even the city experienced heavy rainfall for two days and nights.

Lovers Bay suffered the most severe damage.

The resort was basically paralyzed, and the fishermen who operated the surrounding aquaculture industry were even worse off.

Experts predicted that the direct economic losses caused by this typhoon would be around 10 billion.

The clear blue seawater shimmered under the sunlight, looking like dazzling fragments of gold from a distance. The tall and lofty green coconut trees around them complemented each other, giving a feeling of autumn breeze blowing under the leaves, creating a peaceful atmosphere. Cheyenne was awakened by the sound of crashing waves.

Her whole body felt sore..

She struggled to open her heavy eyelids and squinted to observe the scene in front of her.

Where was this? White sandy beach, green trees, blue sea... with no one around.

Another wave came.

The warm seawater and sunlight washed her body onto the beach, and she slowly stood up barefoot on the sand.

Confused, she looked at the endless sea, feeling like she had arrived on an unfamiliar island.

This place was far from the city, with no signs of human life.

Oh yeah, Kelvin! Suddenly, Cheyenne thought of him and moved her heavy and sore body, dragging herself along the beach for about ten meters. Finally, among a pile of rocks, she saw Kelvin.

His suit was torn, his body swollen and pale, and fresh blood kept flowing from his wounds.

The baby fish under the rocks greedily devoured the rotten flesh and blood from his wounds.

Seeing him lying motionless, Cheyenne's eyes turned red with fear.

She hurriedly walked into the pile of rocks, pulled him out of the water.

The man was more than 6 feet tall, weighing close to 140 pounds.

And she was only 95 pounds... she was already exhausted, yet she still tried to drag Kelvin.

She used every ounce of strength she had.

"Kelvin, wake up, Kelvin!" She called his nseveral times, but there was no response.

If Cheyenne hadn't pressed her head against his chest and felt his faint heartbeat, she would have thought he was already dead.

Luckily, he wasn't dead.

The first priority was to find a place to settle down.

Kelvin's wound had festered from being soaked in water for so long...

The new injuries combined with the old ones, and it was unimaginable how he managed to hold on until now. Cheyenne, clenching her teeth, spent half an hour finally getting him onto a sunny spot on the beach.

As she took off Kelvin's clothes, she saw that his shoulder bones were exposed, and the shark bite was gruesome.

She reached out and touched his forehead, finding it burning hot like an iron plate. It seemed necessary to tend to his wounds and reduce his fever.

Anxiously scanning the surrounding forest, Cheyenne noticed the dense vegetation, and it might just have the herbs they needed.

She quickly used a few banana leaves to shield him from the sun, then dragged her weary body into the woods to search for herbs.

Surprisingly, luck was on her side, and she soon found two stalks of wormwood.

Cheyenne picked the herbs and crushed them on a rocky surface before applying them to his wounds, using torn fabric from her own long skirt as a makeshift bandage.

After finishing all the tasks, she becso exhausted that she blacked out.

When she woke up again, she found herself lying in a cave, unsure of how she got there.

The unfamiliar surroundings triggered her instinctive wariness.

"You're awake." A man with his upper body exposed and only wearing a pair of suit pants, appeared in front of her barefooted at the entrance of the cave.

The surprise in Cheyenne's eyes brought a glimmer of joy to his eyes.

Seeing that she was happy to see him, Kelvin curved his lips into a smile.

He approached her with wild fruits in his hands.

Taking out the one that looked most like an apple and wiping it on his pants, he handed it to her.

With a gentle voice, he looked at her and said, "Cheyenne, you must be hungry. Have a wild fruit for now." Cheyenne was truly hungry and didn't bother being polite with him or even considering if his pants were clean or dirty.

She eagerly grabbed the fruit and devoured it.

As soon as she took the first bite, she was surprised to find that the fruit was crisp and sweet...

The taste was quite good, and she only felt satisfied after devouring two or three fist-sized fruits.

She let out a belch without any grace.

She didn't care whether Kelvin would find her rude or not; he had always been critical of her anyway. "Thank you. By the way, when did you wake up?" He had suffered such a serious injury, yet he woke up before her! As for her...

Shamefully, the truth was that she fainted because she was too tired and hungry, with low blood sugar.

In fact, Kelvin hadn't woken up much earlier than her.

Just about an hour or two.

He had thought that this the was doomed.

But upon awakening, he realized that he was in the shade of trees, and his wounds had been treated.

Clearly, she had taken care of him.

There were a few banana leaves acting as a blanket...

Although Kelvin had never been so miserable and destitute in his life, he felt an unprecedented happiness. Especially when he saw Cheyenne lying right next to him, it felt like going back to his younger days, as if he was in love with his favorite girl.

His heart thumped wildly.

This was wonderful.

Both he and Cheyenne were still alive! After finishing the fruit, the two of them worked together to pick sbanana leaves from outside the cave and lay them on the ground as a makeshift mat.

Kelvin found two boxes from the sunken ship.

One contained clothes and clean bedding, while the other held canned food and supplies.

Unfortunately, there was no clean drinking water.

But considering the circumstances, it was already quite good.

It took half a day to arrange the cave, creating a cozy sanctuary from the wind. Exhausted, Cheyenne lay on the bed, wearing a freshly changed red dress.

The sunlight danced on the vibrant red fabric, adding a rosy hue to her fair complexion. She looked om irresistibly beautiful. Kelvin, unabashed, lay beside her, his gaze fixed on her face. He gently reached out and caressed her forehead. "You must be tired." "Yeah," she replied, feeling a bit sleepy.

"Would you like to soak in a nearby hot spring? It'll help relieve fatigue and ensure a good night's sleep." Cheyenne completely ignored the last sentence, her eyes lighting up at the mention of a hot spring. She struggled to sit up. "Where is this hot spring you're talking about?" Kelvin knew she would like it, so he had intentionally left a mark on the tree for easy location. Soon, he led Cheyenne to the hot spring.

It was an irregular, circular pool, neither too big nor too small. It could accommodate three or four people at most, with white mist hanging over the water.

Cheyenne squatted down, dipped her hand in the water to test the temperature, and found it just right. "Step aside!" As soon as her words fell, Kelvin felt a bit uneasy and absentmindedly touched his nose. "Cheyenne, this place might not be safe." "What's not safe about it? I actually think the least safe factor here is you!" Kelvin was rendered speechless, feeling a sense of dejection.

Despite being in the middle of nowhere, Cheyenne still didn't see him as her sole reliance. Instead, she remained cautious around him.

In fact, he wanted to say that it was unnecessary. Firstly, he still had his wounds; secondly, everything that should and shouldn't have happened between Cheyenne and him had already taken place. So why continue to avoid it? Seeing him leave, Cheyenne finally felt at ease and prepared to take a bath.

But as soon as she entered the water, she suddenly noticed a majestic tiger with piercing eyes staring right at her from the nearby woods! Cheyenne's face flushed. Even if it was just an animal, what if it was a male? What should she do? Should she call Kelvin back?

Quietly leaning against the edge of the pool, Cheyenne waited for stime, but the tiger showed no signs of leaving. After a long standoffm Cheyenne finally decided to call Kelvin. "Kelvin, could you cover for a moment?" Hearing her call, Kelvin's heart skipped a beat. It had only been a few minutes since he left, and Cheyenne already missed him. With a silent smile, he walked briskly toward the hot spring. "What's wrong, Cheyenne?" "Don't turn around!" Cheyenne spoke softly, afraid of disturbing the tiger. She didn't want them both to becthe animal's meal.

Little did she know that her seemingly fierce tone sounded like a spoiled plea in Kelvin's ears. Cheyenne must have missed him and felt shy. How had he not noticed her cuteness before?