Chapter 1892
"I didn't!"
Stella glared at him, "You did! You even said that you want to be with Jaylene instead!"
Stella told the lie so unwaveringly that she put Keegan in doubt.
"D-Did I really say that?"
Stella continued, "Yeah. You said that you couldn't remember me, so you didn't want to be with me or even see me."
Keegan looked somewhat pitiful, like an abandoned puppy. His lips trembled. After a long silence, he said, "I must have been
confused. Can I take back those words now?"
"Can words spoken be taken back? I've heard them all.
When you said those things to me, my heart broke."
Keegan frowned, racked his brain, and said pitifully, "Can you forget them then?"
Stella could not help but chuckle upon hearing that. She reached out to pinch his earlobe and gently rubbed his nose, "Hug me,
and I'll forget them."
Keegan immediately hugged her, "Have you forgotten?"
Stella closed her eyes, "Not yet."
After a few seconds, Keegan asked again, "Have you forgotten?"
Stella replied slowly, "A little bit."
After some time, Keegan spoke again, "Have you-"
"I'm not going to forget anything if you keep running your mouth."
Keegan instantly kept quiet.
Stella leaned against him and asked softly, "Do you remember what happened after you let go of me in the river that day?"
Keegan thought for a moment and began to tell her everything that he could recall.
The slender trunk could not bear their weight, and they could not climb up either. If they continued to struggle in the water and
snapped the trunk, both of them might lose their lives.
Stella was lighter and knew how to swim, so her possibility of surviving was higher. Meanwhile, he was badly injured and barely
conscious. He was gradually becoming a burden to her.
If he let go, there was a high chance that Stella would be saved. He, going downstream, might also have a slim chance of
survival.
At the spot where they fell into the river, the water swiftly flowed because it was a very steep slope. Although Keegan had no
idea what the downstream terrain was like, he figured he could take a chance.
Fortunately, after releasing his grip on a floating garbage bag, he drifted for about a mile before the water gradually slowed
down.
After the water stopped pushing him around, he felt exhausted and depleted.
His body began to sink. However, he heard Stella's cries every time he closed his eyes.
He did not know if she had been saved.
He did not know how severely she was injured.
They had planned to register their marriage on Valentine's Day.
'Is she going to be sad now that I can't make it there?' At that time, he wondered to himself.
When a person is on the brink of death, there is always an intense urge to survive.
Suddenly, he remembered something Stella said when she taught him to swim.
She said, "Actually, swimming isn't scary at all. No matter how deep you sink, I'll be there to catch you."
She lived up to her words.
Swimming was not that difficult, after all.
She taught him so meticulously that he memorized all the movements.
How could he drown just because he said his last goodbye?
He had to go up and see her alive...
He recalled the techniques he learned and began to swim toward the shore with all his strength. Although his wounds were
soaked in water and the pain had numbed him, he just kept swimming.
He knew that he could never come back if he sank again.
However, not everything can be achieved solely through willpower. When he was about ten feet away from the shore, something
sharp in the water cut across his lower back, disrupting his rhythm and causing him pain. Then, he choked on water.
In a daze and on the verge of completely losing consciousness, someone grabbed him.