She Quit Her Family and Found Herself novel Chapter 125

Shielded behind Herbert, a flash of panic crossed Sylvie's eyes.

She wasn't sure why Hulda was here or if she was about to announce the finalized divorce papers to everyone.

If Hulda blurted it out, how was Sylvie supposed to explain herself to Herbert?

Sylvie had assumed that since Hulda personally delivered the papers, it meant their relationship was entirely over.

By all logic, Hulda shouldn't be chasing after Herbert anymore!

So why was she here?

What did she want?

Anxious, Sylvie's hand instinctively grabbed the fabric at the back of Herbert's shirt.

Feeling the tight pull against his back, Herbert misinterpreted it as Sylvie being terrified of Hulda. His glare turned even harsher. "Hulda, how did you know we were here? Who told you to come?"

Watching Herbert reflexively protect Sylvie while glaring at her like a threat, Hulda found the entire situation utterly ridiculous.

They were divorced. She had handed him the papers herself.

Did he honestly think his ex-wife was still pining over him? That she was here to bully his precious Sylvie?

Hulda couldn't be bothered to engage, nor did she want to stomach Sylvie's pathetic, damsel-in-distress act for another second.

Turning to the dock staff, she delivered one final warning. "Regardless, please avoid the deep waters for the time being. If you don't believe me, consult an expert or call the meteorological department."

The moment the words left Hulda's mouth, Sylvie latched onto them. "What do you mean? Avoid the deep waters?"

Their entire plan was to sail out to the undeveloped island, which definitely required passing through deep water.

"Under these specific temperature, wind, and tidal conditions, strong undertows are highly probable. Furthermore..." Hulda glanced toward the horizon, where a gray wall of clouds was slowly forming. "There is a very high chance of sudden, severe squalls today. In my professional opinion, taking a boat out right now is extremely unwise."

Hulda calmly and rationally repeated her assessment.

Her logical, evidence-based tone actually made Herbert and several H&J employees pause.

When it came to personal safety, it was never something to brush off.

Terrified of losing their massive commission, the dock staff hurriedly interjected, "Please don't worry, everyone! Not only is the weather perfectly fine right now, but even if we do encounter rough patches, our yachts are fully stocked with professional-grade safety gear. Our captains are all certified lifeguards as well. You can sail with complete peace of mind; we guarantee your safety. Of course, the final decision is entirely up to you."

"I planned this trip days ago so everyone could relax on that beautiful island and watch the sunset. The weather is so nice right now, what could possibly go wrong?" Sylvie murmured softly from behind Herbert. Her voice naturally trembled with a touch of grievance. "I just wanted everyone to have a good time. Is that so wrong? I checked the forecast—there's no rain today. And the water is so calm, how could there be an undertow?"

Hearing Sylvie's injured tone, the brief flicker of hesitation Hulda had planted in the crowd vanished instantly.