Chapter 150 The Day on the Island
Staying on this island, her mood would be much better.
For whatever reason, she didn't want to leave for now.
She opened her eyes and watched as the sky transformed from darkness to light, with a pale glow of dawn appearing on the horizon. Avery strolled around the island.
Everyone treated her kindly, warmly inviting her to their homes for breakfast and thanking her for the supplies she brought.
Randy had already started painting on the beach with the art supplies she had purchased.
His handsome face was filled with excitement. "Avy, is it beautiful?"
Although he had never formally studied painting, he possessed a talent that others lacked. Even in black and white, his drawings were stunning, and adding colors made them even more vibrant.
Avery nodded with delight. "You paint beautifully."
With such talent, if he could acquire more knowledge, he would surely achieve great things in the future.
"You taught me well, Avy. Will you stay on the island forever?" Randy's eyes sparkled with charm.
"Yes," Avery's voice sounded obscure. Even she herself didn't know how long she could stay.
She didn't know whether Jacob or death would come first.
"Avy, your complexion is not good, and you've been gloomy these past few days. Are you worried about Ethan?"
"He can eat and sleep well, and he's being taken care of by a lot of people every day. There's nothing to worry about," Avery replied.
As the following days remained calm and uneventful, with no suspicious individuals arriving on the island, Avery gradually relaxed her guard.
This sea area was vast, and besides the indigenous inhabitants, no one else knew about the existence of this island, which wasn't even marked on the map.
Even if they used drones for surveillance, the strong winds and harsh weather conditions at sea made long-distance flights inconvenient.
Fortunately, when she restocked supplies, she bought a first aid kit. "Come with me."
Under the evening sun, the two sat by the door as Avery patiently bandaged his wound. The golden light cast a warm glow on his face, adding a touch of tenderness to his voice.
"Be more careful in the future," Avery finished wrapping up the wound, but she noticed that he was still staring at the bandaged area.
"What's wrong? Did I not bandage it properly?"
"No," the man slowly lifted his head, and the sunlight gave a faint halo to his dark eyes, making his voice sound gentle.
"You're the first person ever to bandage my wound."
Avery gently averted her gaze. She didn't know anything about Frank's background, just like the people on the island didn't know about his past.
In her moment of trance, Frank grabbed her hand. "What are you doing?"
"As a token of gratitude, I'll give you a gift."
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