I crouched in front of him and deadpanned my question, “Where’s Crystal? Why has she left you unattended?”
Afraid of looking at me in the eyes, he turned around and murmured to himself, “T-That picky eater is trying to get us something to eat.”
Lyle caught me looking at him with a contemptuous look. A few moments of silence later, he sat upright and asked, “Yvonne, I’m sure you hate me, don’t you?”
The moment I recalled him stopping the raft and rushing over to our rescue, I thought of doing him a favor to help him up. However, I changed my mind when I heard his question. I took my sweet time before making my way over to help him up.
Lyle expressed his gratitude with a bright grin. “Thank you so much, Yvonne. I knew you weren’t going to leave me alone.”
I pretended as if I was too weak to help him up and unfastened my grip at the last minute. Once again, he was rendered incapable of speech due to the racking sensation he felt when he fell back to the ground.
“Oops! You’re not going to blame me when it’s not my fault for being such a weak woman, are you?” I remarked sarcastically.
Indeed, I felt sorry on his behalf. However, I wouldn’t allow him and Crystal to take advantage and make a fool out of me again.
“It’s fine, Yvonne! It’s my fault for getting myself injured in times of emergencies!” Lyle brought himself up and continued caressing his wound with an aggrieved look. Instead of asking me to help him up, he changed his mind and leaned against the trunk of the tree to take a breather.
After a short while, he asked, “Yvonne, do you think we’re going to make it out alive?”
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