My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire novel Chapter 868

Chapter 868: Chapter 867

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They were still about a mile from the South family estate, and the surrounding darkness was almost absolute. The moment Keira plunged into the water, a sharp chill cut straight through her, freezing her to the bone.

She immediately started swimming, scanning the surface for any sign of Lewis.

But the water was eerily still. Nothing.

Her heart pounded as she called out, "Lewis! Lewis!"

He’d been injured, and when the boat capsized, he’d pushed her away to keep her from getting crushed—only to be trapped under the wreckage himself.

Keira’s pulse spiked.

No. He’s fine. He has to be fine.

Just as panic started creeping in, she heard the sound of water shifting behind her. A strong arm suddenly wrapped around her waist from behind, and a familiar voice murmured near her ear, "Worried about me?"

Relief crashed over her.

She twisted around and, in the dim moonlight, saw Lewis drenched from head to toe. She couldn’t help but look him over. "Are you okay?"

"I’m fine."

She let out a breath she hadn’t realized she was holding.

Lewis glanced toward the shore in the distance. "A mile. Think you can swim it?"

Keira smirked. "You seriously asking me that?"

He raised an eyebrow. "How about a race?"

She blinked. "A race? Now?"

"First one to shore wins."

Keira let out a short laugh. "And the winner gets what?"

Lewis grinned. "Winner gets to be on top."

Keira was dumbfounded.

Even in the freezing water, heat shot to her cheeks. "You—"

Before she could finish, Lewis dove forward, cutting through the water with powerful strokes.

Keira’s competitive side flared. No way was she letting him win that easily.

Her body ached, but she didn’t care. She immediately checked him over—and that’s when she saw it.

His leg wound, soaked in seawater, had turned pale and was still bleeding.

Keira pressed her fingers to his nose and exhaled in relief when she felt his faint but steady breath. He was alive.

She shot him an exasperated look. "You’re unbelievable. You were on the verge of passing out and still wanted to race?"

Lewis had lost too much blood, but he’d forced himself to swim as close to shore as possible. If he’d passed out any further out at sea, it would’ve been nearly impossible for her to get him to land.

Without hesitation, Keira tore off the sleeve of her jacket and wrapped it tightly around his wound to slow the bleeding.

But they needed a doctor—fast. If they didn’t get help soon, he wouldn’t make it.

She stood, scanning the area.

They were on a beach, the sand stretching out in every direction. Not far away, a towering fortress-like wall encircled the entire island. It was an imposing sight, vast and unyielding.

And there was no obvious way in.

Keira frowned, mind racing for options. But before she could act, footsteps sounded from behind. A moment later, a squad of men in tactical gear stormed toward them, rifles raised.

The leader took a step forward, his voice sharp and demanding. "Identify yourselves!"