How to Destroy a Cheater Without Saying Goodbye novel Chapter 206

She plunged into the river. In that instant, the world seemed to squeeze the air from her lungs, and breathing became a desperate struggle.

Suddenly, a pair of strong arms slipped under her arms, gripping her ribs and hauling her up from the freezing depths. She crashed into a cold, solid chest.

Sirens wailed nearby. Wind howled. Harsh lights flashed before her eyes.

But she still couldn’t breathe—bubbles and water pressed against her chest, fighting for space where air should be.

She couldn’t scream for help, couldn’t even open her eyes to signal anyone.

Pain clawed at her heart. Someone held her tightly, refusing to let her go.

Then, firm lips pressed urgently against hers, and a rush of air was forced into her mouth—again and again—pushing the water from her lungs, making room for life.

Suddenly, a gasp of fresh air filled her chest, her lungs expanding painfully as consciousness snapped back. Blanche’s eyes flew open, and she collapsed forward, coughing up river water—all of it landing on the man in front of her.

Her blurred vision gradually cleared, focusing on a strikingly handsome, composed face—calm, almost indifferent.

Surviving the ordeal, Blanche clung to Ablett McCarthy, inhaling the faint, familiar scent of his cologne. Overwhelmed, she burst into uncontrollable tears.

“If you’d been two minutes later, I’d be dead,” she sobbed, smearing tears and snot all over Ablett’s shirt. “Director-General.”

A large hand settled gently on her back, pulling her securely into his embrace.

Ablett pressed his face beside hers, murmuring softly, “It’s over. You’re safe now.”

He let out a long, silent breath of relief.

Once the flood of emotion passed, Blanche pulled away, suddenly self-conscious. She watched as Mr. Jordan led a team searching the river for any sign of Kermit.

“Director-General, Mamie…”

She remembered that both she and Ablett had left the estate, leaving Mamie behind. After coming so close to death, her longing for her daughter was almost unbearable.

“The nanny will take good care of her.”

Blanche caught up, reaching out to take his hand. He wrapped her fingers in his palm.

Side by side, they walked into the inner courtyard together.

Gaylord and Wilhelmina still had their doubts. The two seemed less like husband and wife and more like… acquaintances.

After their bath, Blanche and Ablett changed into clean clothes and sat down for dinner in a small parlor.

Blanche had little appetite. Her phone was lost, and so was her laptop. “Could I borrow your phone for a minute? I need to call Fernando.”

“I’m worried he and Terrell are panicking.”

“After dinner,” Ablett replied without looking up, sliding a bowl of soup toward her.

Blanche couldn’t eat much, but she managed to sip the soup.

When the staff cleared the table, Ablett finally handed her his phone. Blanche immediately dialed Fernando’s number.