NovelEnglishChapter 907 Lizetta's face was a mask of panic, her voice shaky.
She cursed herself inwardly for wearing a pencil skirt under her coat today-a garment not exactly made for running.
In that moment, she realized just how instinctively she trusted and relied on Remington.
"Don't worry, I'm here." Remington's deep voice resonated beside her.
In the next instant, his reassuring hand patted her shoulder before he was off like a shot towards the pool. Lizetta felt a wave of calm wash over her, enough to steady her wobbly legs.
But just as Remington reached the pool's edge, there was another loud splash. Cassius had jumped from the third floor right after him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBy the tLizetta made it to the poolside, Cassius had already reached the bottom, pulling Yolanda to the surface.
Remington was in the water too, swimming swiftly towards them.
Seeing this, Lizetta felt a little more at ease and refrained from diving in herself.
"How is she?" Remington swam over, asking.
"She's okay." Cassius looked slightly pale but seemed otherwise alright, showing no signs of exhaustion or injury.
However, Yolanda, whom he was holding, was clearly unconscious.
Yolanda's robe had cundone, and seeing that Cassius was managing, Remington turned back towards the pool's edge.
Lizetta was already there, anxiously waiting, her coat ready in hand.
As soon as Cassius brought Yolanda to the side, Lizetta quickly wrapped her in the coat, cradling her and checking her over.
"Yoli? Yoli!" Lizetta gently tapped Yolanda's noting her pale complexion and closed eyes, with no response nee She urgently laid her down to perform chest compressions.
Luckily, she had been saved just in time, and Yolanda soon turned her head, coughing up water. Cassius, panting at the pool's edge, finally relaxed, relief washing over his previously tense, anxious eyes. "Remi, get Yoli inside quickly." Lizetta looked up, and Remington bent down to lift Yolanda, carrying her into the villa.
Cassius took a moment to catch his breath before climbing out of the pool.
Barely had he steadied himself when he was met with a sharp slap.
The sound echoed loudly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLizetta's expression was icy. "What did you do to Yoli to push her to such an extent? She's broken up with you. Can't you just let her go?" "I didn't-" Cassius's cheek stung, his head turned from the impact. His brow furrowed, eyes flashing with anger as he glared at Lizetta.
But before he could utter a word in his defense, Lizetta had already spun on her heel and hurried into the villa. Cassius's fists clenched, his expression darkening as he followed her inside.
Half an hour later, a private doctor arrived to give a still-unconscious Yolanda a thorough check-up.
"Doctor, how is she?" Lizetta asked anxiously, holding Yolanda's hand.
"Nothing serious, you don't need to worry too much," the doctor replied, packing up his medical bag.
Lizetta's brow furrowed with disbelief. "Nothing serious? What do you mean? Yoli's out cold. Doesn't she need any treatment?" The doctor's nonchalant attitude puzzled her.
"There's no significant injury. She's not exactly unconscious, just deeply asleep from drinking too much. M Goodness knows how much she had. She'll wake up once she's slept it off. If you're worried, you could give her saspirin for the hangover." Lizetta was momentarily speechless.
She glanced at Yolanda, who lay there under the covers, silent anch still. She didn't know whether to be relieved or to wake her up and give her a piece of her mind. What a scare she gave them all.
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