Breaking Mr. Cold (Giselle and Donovan) novel Chapter 580

Giselle checked her phone. She had no signal as well.

Oh, right. They were on a deserted island. No wonder they had no phone signal.

"We can't be this unlucky, right?" she wondered silently.

She tried restarting the speedboat, but in the end, the engine was totally busted.

Donovan suddenly recalled how, when they rented the speedboat, a few people had cast them those strange, unsettling looks. Later, these people whispered among themselves from a distance.

Thinking back, the rental probably knew about the issues with the speedboat but went ahead to rent it out for the money anyway. And that was how everything went south.

Donovan scanned the endless swath of ocean, taking in the setting sun on the horizon and the fading light. He turned around and saw the deserted island, devoid of human presence.

The gravity of the situation slowly dawned on him.

At the same time, Giselle felt her blood turning cold. The relaxing feeling of touring the island from earlier was gone.

"No way! We can't be so unlucky!"

Giselle, who had taken medications for epilepsy, grew restless easily. Spiraling, she yanked at the steering wheel and punched it. "Everything was fine when we came here, but it all went wrong when we were about to leave! Are they leaving us to die out here?"

Donovan was equally worried, but he had to keep his calm in this critical moment.

"Don't worry," he said nonchalantly, trying to calm her down. "The rental will send help if we don't get back on time. Besides, I called Benjamin last night and told him that we would be home the next day. They'd call the police if they can't get in touch with us. I'm here. You have nothing to worry about."

That sounded very serious indeed.

Donovan felt troubled when he thought about her condition. Starved, shivering, and without medication, she would surely relapse.

There was no point getting worked up about the situation anyway. If he lost his cool, Giselle would only feel more unsafe.

The sun continued to set. Darkness fell on the ocean as time passed by, and night arrived on the island.

The duo messed with the speedboat many times until they were sure the engine had died. They gave up and moved the food and drinks out of the boat.

The fierce sea breeze and the dropping temperature forced them to seek refuge and rest in the dense woods.