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Hope It's Not Too Late to Love novel Chapter 574

Chapter 578

Yvonne smacked the water in anger. However, the water seemed to have a grudge against her, for it splashed her right in the eyes, which did not feel comfortable at all.

She had only meant to vent out her anger, but the water in her eyes gave her an idea.

"Hanson," she called out. "Save me!"

She acted as if she was going to drown.

"Hanson! Hanson..." With her eyes shut tight, she flailed and splashed to make it seem like she was doing her best to fight against drowning. She shouted his name over and over, but no one replied.

Eventually, she opened her eyes. What she saw shocked her. "Who are you?"

About ten men were standing before her.

At the sight of that, Yvonne was stunned.

"Hello, miss," one of the men politely said as he bowed. "We are the lifeguards of the hot spring."

She frowned in confusion. "Why are you standing here?"

She subconsciously raised her arms up as if to block the sight of her body from a pack of perverts.

Even so, the lifeguards were professionals who just stood there, respectfully looking her in the eyes.

The captain stepped forward and explained, "To ensure the safety of our guests, we are required to be on our guard at all times. A single cry for help is enough for us to act."

"Why didn't any of you help me then?" They seemed to have been standing there for a while. Why else would they do that other than to watch her and laugh at her?

"Miss, this area is only 1.6 feet deep. You are also securely sitting down. As you are in no danger, we cannot help you."

Realizing that her lie had been exposed, she awkwardly stood up. "Why are you here then? Also, why are so many of you here?"

"Miss, you were shouting so loudly that we had to dispatch everyone."

His response made her think he was mocking her. Hence, she immediately waved them off. "Everything is fine now, so you may leave."

"We hope you have a great stay, miss." The lifeguards respectfully saluted her before leaving.

She smacked the water in anger once more as she looked around, searching for Hanson.

She found Vania sitting on one of the decorative rocks on the edge of the hot spring. She was kicking her feet gently through the water as she smiled as happily as an innocent child.

Meanwhile, Hanson was leisurely sprawled out across a lounge chair. His gaze was trained on Vania. He looked like a king who was gazing at his beloved queen.

It was such a perfect sight that it made everyone around them envious.

"Will you come and play with me, good sir?" Vania teased as she splashed him with water. Her voice was so irresistibly bewitching.

Feeling taunted, he narrowed his eyes and strode over to her. "Very well. I shall play with you."

She let out a giggle in response. Then, frightened by the dangerous look in his eyes, she splashed harder and harder at him.

When he noticed his bathrobe was now soaking wet, the smirk on his face turned even more menacing.

He then stared at her like a predator eyeing his prey. "What shall we play?"

His voice was powerful yet seductive. Combined with the way he was looking at her fair feet, he seemed to be filled with a passion hotter than the heat of the spring waters.

In the back of his mind, he was making a note to set up a hot spring in his home since she loved to play in the water. That way, he could see her bare feet all the time.

Seeing that he was getting closer, she splashed him with water once more. "Are you afraid?"

"'Haha!" He guffawed. "Not at all." How could he be afraid of water?

Wrapping his arm around her waist, he sat down beside her and kicked his feet through the water, mimicking her.

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