My Billionaire Husband novel Chapter 224

"Okay."

Out of worry for Vivian, Morris agreed to her.

He promised her anything she said, as long as she could swim out.

"I believe you are true to your word. I'll be able to swim out!" She patted her chest with arrogance and confidence.

"Well, I believe you."

Morris nodded slightly and added, "You take the phone and swim in front, I'll follow you behind."

"No problem."

After Vivian nodded her head in agreement, she stood in place and did a few warm-up exercises.

Her master had taught her many things when she was a child, and she had done them all very well.

Especially after seeing the movie "Letter to Dad" starring Jet Li, it inspired her to want to practice holding her breath and she had been learning with her master.

Only, her usual limit for holding her breath was five minutes.

For two hundred meters swimming distance, she should be fine as long as she held for a while.

Vivian was also betting.

She knew that Morris was badly injured, and with the dampness of the cave, the walls were all extra slippery and required some arm strength and tools to climb.

Morris had no tools, was wearing leather shoes, and already had a high fever and an injured palm.

No matter which aspect was considered, Vivian was uneasy.

Another point was that he had a high fever now, would he be able to swim out successfully?

"Morris, if we all make it out, we'll be considered brothers who've been face death together since then. It's impossible to have a scum like you to be my boyfriend, but it's still not bad to be brothers."

Vivian was doing leg stretches and moving her joints all over her body.

Time and time again, being shouted scum, Morris although was resistant at first, but now he had got used to it.

With a slight sideways glance at the woman beside him, his deep eyes were tinted with a light smile, "As you wish."

Two minutes later, the two who had done the warm-up stood at the water's edge, Vivian holding the phone in her hand, and took a deep breath.

"I will go first."

After simply saying two words, Vivian jumped straight into the water.

Seeing her leave, Morris waited thirty seconds before jumping into the water.

The water in the underground dark river is cool in temperature.

Vivian couldn't help but shiver as she jumped down, but she gritted her teeth and held on as she swam outside.

Five minutes was a very long distance.

Vivian adjusted her form, moving at an even pace, trying to conserve her strength.

It wasn't just a few moments later that Morris followed behind her, protecting her.

Vivian silently calculated the time in her mind, doing a countdown.

Seeing as four minutes had passed, she was energized and holding on.

Even in good spirits, felt like she could hold out for another two minutes, slightly strained, but absolutely fine.

However, just when Vivian was immersed in elation and felt that she was about to succeed, a sudden sharp pain in her brain struck her.

As in the dungeon, the pain came swift and sharp, as if the tendons in her brain had been pulled out.

She had been fighting through the pain and was fighting to swim forward.

Morris scurried straight out of the water, and there was a splash.

He took a long breath and immediately dragged Vivian to swim to the shore.

It wasn't until after pulling Vivian out of the water and laying her flat on the ground that Morris saw her abdomen bulging and being filled with a lot of water.

Seeing how pale and motionless she looked, Morris was nervous.

That sense of tension and fear rushed to his mind, actually making Morris feel more terrified than ever before.

He patted Vivian's face, "Vivian? Wake up, you can't sleep!"

Morris shouted as he helped her with pulmonary resuscitation, pressing hard on her chest in a very professional resuscitation technique.

He pressed for a full minute, but Vivian only spat out some water from her mouth, but didn't wake up at all.

And Morris’ hand was soaked in river water and pressed so hard that the wound in his palm tore and gushed blood once more.

Blood flowed down Vivian's skin.

"Vivian? Can you hear me? Wake up! Wake up!"

Time passed little by little, and Morris pressed for two minutes, but Vivian actually didn't show a single sign of waking up.

His heart tightened up, and even the voice that shouted out to Vivian trembled, as if it was being tightened around his throat, and his heart was flooded with pain.

It felt like something important had been pulled from his body and was fading away.

Morris grew more and more anxious, and while performing CPR, he said to Vivian, "Don't you want to make a fortune? Have you made enough money? Don't you want to be my brother? How can you still be a brother to me if you're dead?"

Morris who used to be calm and collected finally broke down at this moment.

He kept shouting at Vivian, and used more of his force, even his eyes were tinged with blood-filled red, and his appearance was somewhat terrifying.

Morris kept pressing her chest, looking at Vivian's motionless form, his mind haunted by the message of her imminent death.