Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire

Chapter 1535 Who Are You

After exchanging glances, the girl and the old man hurried into the wooden house. They were greeted by the sight of the previously unconscious man coughing non-stop. She then quickly placed her hand on his neck before brushing it in a downward motion to help him breathe better. It was only when he stopped coughing did she stop the soothing action.

Right then, the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes. In his blurry sight, he could vaguely make out the girl in front of him.

Immediately, he frowned. Who is she? Why is she so close to me?

"You're awake. Are you hungry? Are you thirsty? Do you feel unwell anywhere?" the girl urgently asked.

Her voice was as clear as a bird's chirp, and when it traveled into his ears, he could not help but change his impression of her for the better.

After forcing his eyes open, he finally got a good look at the girl's appearance.

The girl in front of him looked like she was around eighteen or nineteen. Her eyes were big, and she had brown wavy hair. If not for the cheap-looking clothes she was wearing, she would have looked like a princess.

"Water..." The man only managed to squeeze out one word before his throat felt as if it had been set on fire. Despite himself, he furrowed his brows.

Once the girl heard his words, she quickly walked over to the wooden table and filled a glass of water for him.

When she realized that he could not drink from the glass because he was lying down, she put the glass on the side stool and helped him up. As the man had just woken up and was still feeling weak, the girl bit down on her lip and let the man lie on her as support while she sat on the bed. Then, she took the glass and held it to his lips.

The two were so physically close that the man could smell the girl's pleasant scent.

In the next second, he stared at the glass and froze. It was the first time someone had treated him like that.

"Aren't you thirsty? Hurry up and drink this," the girl urged in a soft voice.

Returning to his senses, the man finished the water.

"Do you want more?" the girl asked when she realized he had downed the glass in no time.

However, the man shook his head. The girl then put the glass away and helped him back down on the bed.

Right then, the old man came in from outside. When he saw that the injured man was awake, he sighed in relief inwardly.

He's lucky.

On the other hand, when the injured man saw the old man, feelings of confusion rose in his chest. Only then did he begin studying his surroundings. Upon noticing that he was in a small wooden house, he widened his eyes in astonishment.

Why am I here?

"Where am I?" he asked, perplexed.

"We're on an island," the girl explained before the old man could speak. She then asked the man curiously, "Who are you? Why did you end up injured in the waters?"

Looking at the girl's inquisitive gaze, he merely shook his head. His car had collided with something before he fell off the cliff, so he had passed out in his car.

By the time he regained his consciousness, he was already in the wooden house.

"How long have I been here?" he asked.

"Four or five days," the girl replied as she tilted her head to the side.

Four or five days?

The man's eyes widened in shock.

"That long? Has anyone been looking for me?"

The girl shook her head. "I don't know. There are few people who can come to this place."

Instantly, the man fell silent. He wondered how Arielle's condition was after so many days.

The very thought of Arielle was like a rock that crushed his chest. He could barely breathe under its weight.

Meanwhile, the queen mother, who was at the palace, was downright livid and threw the documents in her hands onto the ground.

"What did you say? How did they crack the message? Why didn't anyone intercept it?"