After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 765

Chapter 765

Did I not die?

Am I still breathing smoothly?

"How do you feel?" Sylvia's familiar cold tone rang in my ears.

Winter suddenly looked over and saw that unforgettable beautiful face. She was stunned, the voice she heard when she was drowning, was it really Sylvia's?

How did Sylvia get here?

Her eyes were full of shock.

She struggled to sit up, but she didn't have much strength. She wanted to speak, but her throat was sore from being choked by water, as if there were gravel grinding inside.

"Sylvia..."

"Winter, long time no see," Sylvia looked at her calmly, with no emotion in her eyes.

Winter's tears slid down her cheeks, and to her surprise, she bumped into her old arch-nemesis Sylvia. But it was this very enemy who extended a helping hand when Winter was on the brink of death.

She cried out in a somewhat dejected manner.

After a while, she said hoarsely, "If you had known it was me that you were saving, would you still have helped?"

"I would." Sylvia's voice was resolute.

Winter was momentarily stunned and asked, "Why?"

"Because I cannot bear to watch a baby about to be born disappear before my eyes," Sylvia smirked and raised her eyebrows, "so now give me your right hand, I need to check on the condition of your baby."

She could feel the pulse.

Now that Winter has drowned, she needed to make sure she was okay.

This village was remote and underdeveloped, and there was no way to send them to a hospital in the city for examination.

As Sylvia talked about the child, Winter obediently extended his right hand.

Sylvia pressed her fingers onto Winter's pulse and withdrew them after a while, "The baby is temporarily safe."

So the people in the village were all shocked and stared at this scene.

Did these people know Winter?

At this moment, they heard the village chief, nodding and bowing with a respectful expression, saying, "Miss Andrews, I'm so glad that everything's alright now. How did you and Winter come to know each other?"

"Um, we've known each other for a long time," Sylvia didn't say much.

Franklin's stern and cold gaze swept over the crowd. "The original plan for developing the resort was to offer high compensation, but now..."

Winter was completely soaked, with wet clothes sticking to the body, which was very uncomfortable.

She couldn't help but sneeze.

"Mr. Maskelyne, we were wrong. We won't do it again," the village chief replied.

The villagers couldn't believe that these strangers were actually the big bosses. They thought about their changing fate and couldn't help but feel sad and anxious about the future, uncertain about their livelihoods.

"Don't worry about your new livelihoods. The resort will need workers from the foundation to completion," Sylvia reassured them. "The village will be rebuilt, and you won't have to relocate. But I hope nothing like this happens again in the future, or you may not be so lucky next time."

Sylvia turned to Winter and asked her where she lived.

"I... I don't have any strength left," Winter replied shyly.

"Help her up," Sylvia ordered two men who immediately lifted Winter up by her arms. "Go forward, turn left, then walk a little further."

After five minutes of walking, they arrived at Winter's small wooden house which was simple but complete in its own way. As Sylvia looked around inside while the men helped Winter onto her bed before retreating outside and closing the door behind them leaving an awkward silence between them all in its wake.

Winter finally spoke up after a long pause, "Miss Andrews, can you please get me some clean clothes from that cabinet over there?" She pointed towards a corner of the room where a cabinet stood against one wall.

"Sure thing." Sylvia got up to retrieve some clothes for her.

"Do you need any help changing?" she asked kindly.