Lock You In My Heart novel Chapter 486

From the moment they fled, they knew it wouldn't be easy. At the back of their minds, they were convinced that at some point, someone would find them.

So when Bain's men started chasing after them, they weren't exactly surprised. But the thing was, they caught up with them so quickly. As Bain's men closed the gap, it became more and more frightening.

They did have the advantage over Westley and Gabrielle because they had off-road motorcycles. These weren't ordinary bikes; they were built to withstand the harshest conditions in the mountain or rough terrains. It didn't matter how many obstacles were in their way, the bikes rolled over them like it was no big deal.

As for Westley and Gabrielle, they were sitting in a small kayak that wasn't made for speed. Even if they drifted along the water, it wouldn't be as fast as the motorbikes. They couldn't move faster no matter what they did.

When she looked behind them, she saw faint lights peeking through the woods. Bain's men were getting closer and closer, so much so that she could hear the roar of their engines.

"Westley, they're almost here. What are we going to do now?" Gabrielle was drowning in fear, but she tried her best to calm herself down. She didn't want to show how scared she was because it might affect Westley. If Westley found out she was terrified, he might not be able to think straight.

Gabrielle tamped down her terror and panic to avoid further worrying Westley. She slowly breathed in and out to slow her pounding heart.

"Gabrielle, it's not possible to go back to shore now. Our kayak can't drift down as fast as their motorbikes, so I have to go into the water. If we can reach the waterfall, they won't be able to catch up. There are high cliffs around it, so they cannot follow us." Westley jumped into the water, drew out a long rope, and tied it to his waist and the kayak. He was moving with a purpose.

"Westley, it's too dangerous. What if you get hit by stones?" Gabrielle kept on glancing around them. She was so worried about him, and she didn't want him to get hurt.

If they were both in the kayak, it could protect them in case there were stones with sharp edges. They wouldn't sustain serious injuries. But now that Westley was in the water, he was in a vulnerable spot. He could get hit directly.

"It's okay. These stones have been soaked in water for decades, so they're blunt. Even if I step on them, it will only hurt for a little while. Either way, it won't matter that much. You have to lie down and don't sit up. Hold the rope tightly with both hands, okay? I'll pull the boat as fast as I can." Westley had to remind Gabrielle. With every minute that passed, their situation only became more dangerous.

Gabrielle didn't say anything and lay down obediently. The kayak concealed her petite body perfectly. It was also in color black, so the watercraft was camouflaged by the pitch black night.

"Westley, there are many hazards in the water, especially since you can't see clearly. You have to be careful." Gabrielle's voice almost broke as she reminded him. She trembled slightly as she thought of Westley traversing along the water.

She recalled what Rose told her—that there might be snakes, crocodiles, and other dangerous aquatic creatures. What if they encountered any of those things and Westley was harmed?

"Gabrielle, don't worry. My clothes are still intact; I have enough protection. Now lie down and don't move. I'm going to speed up." Westley took a deep breath. He pulled the kayak and swam down quickly.

He struggled against the current and the big rocks along the way. He bumped his shoulder into a couple of them. It hurt him, but he had to push through.

He had to take Gabrielle as far away from this place as possible, so he had to endure every little pain. If he submitted to each bruise or wound, they would never escape.

Lying prone on the kayak, Gabrielle peeked at Westley. She wasn't allowed to sit up, but she helped him in other ways—by paying attention to their surroundings, especially those he might not notice.

Gabrielle gasped as she heard the sound of motorbikes again. She knew they weren't too far behind.

"Gabrielle, hold on. We're almost by the waterfall." Westley could hear the sounds too, but he had to focus. He also knew Gabrielle was getting increasingly nervous, so he comforted her.

"I know. Are you tired?" She lay on the kayak comfortably. If it weren't for the men chasing them ruthlessly, she would have enjoyed the view as she watched the blanket of stars. But while she was cozy and secure, Westley was doing all the hard work. Gabrielle knew he might be bone-tired already.

Westley bit the inside of his cheek. A stone hit his leg, and each step was painful. He gritted his teeth as he felt his lower extremities starting to weaken.

"I'm not tired. We'll be safe once we arrive by the waterfall," Westley said calmly. He still spoke as though nothi

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