She Became Rich After Divorce (Cheyenne and Kelvin) novel Chapter 473

Chapter 473: Fighting Sharks in the Pouring Rain

They already had a clean break. As he did so, she now owed him two favors. Cheyenne had always disliked being indebted to others...

"Kelvin, what should I do with you?"

Just as she was lost in thought, a giant white shark attacked her from behind, aiming for Cheyenne's back.

"Cheyenne, be careful!" Kelvin suddenly shouted.

"What?"

As the world spun around her, she felt a strong pull, and Kelvin's warm and broad body enveloped her. Cheyenne stared blankly at the handsome and resolute face in front of her. The rainwater made his smile even more radiant.

Trembling, she reached out her fair hand to touch his back, and felt sticky and warm blood.

"Kelvin... you..."

Tears welled up uncontrollably. He must be in pain! How could he still manage to smile? Kelvin was always a serious person. He should have coldly watched her die so he could avenge his childhood sweetheart, Miss Berry, right?

Cheyenne's face felt warm, unsure if it was from his blood splattering on her or her own weak tears.

The shark that had succeeded in its attack groaned with regret and shook its tail. Its intended prey was that woman... It reluctantly let go, preparing for a second strike.

At that moment, chaos erupted on the deck of the ship. The two-story luxury cruiser suddenly caught fire amidst the raging storm, and water was pouring in through the hull breaches. Despite the dire situation, people on the ship continued to fight.

Gordon led the elite soldiers of the Sparrowhawk 216 to fight with TWILIGHT members.

Seeing his men being devastated by Gordon, Master Charlie decided to step in himself.

He blocked Gordon's path to rescue Cheyenne and Kelvin, coldly declaring, "Your opponent is me!"

With those words, he revealed his weapon - a knife. Gordon, on the other hand, was unarmed.

He never expected his opponent to possess such advanced weaponry, even acquiring the latest Metshire torpedo.

As Gordon was in combat with Charlie, Adrian, who had been standing aside, unexpectedly threw three torpedoes.

The ship was hit hard, enshrouded in flames. In the chaos, Adrian and Master Charlie took the opportunity to board a lifeboat and escape.

The remaining TWILIGHT members either died or were left in critical condition. The bodies that fell into the water became a feast for the sharks.

Amidst the approaching storm, the sharks were enjoying their gluttonous feast. However, the most tender "prey" was the woman on the wooden raft.

Regrettably, she was being held tightly by a young man in a black suit, his body emanating a chilling murderous intent that kept the sharks at bay.

A wave crashed, generating a vortex of swirling water.

Kelvin and Cheyenne were both pulled into it.

Even the great white shark, which had intended to devour the two humans, was inevitably dragged into the vortex, its body torn apart in mid-air.

This typhoon was more like a terrible meat grinder.

The horrifying and bloody scene would haunt Cheyenne for the rest of her life. She hung helplessly onto Kelvin's body, understanding that doing so would likely decrease his chances of survival.

"Kelvin, go, don't worry about me."

Gordon tossed down a rope, and managed to grasp a jack on the deck while holding tightly to one end of the rope.

"Mr. Foley, Miss Lawrence... Grab the rope! I'll pull you up!"

But the strong wind made the rope sway and swing.

Kelvin didn't have a stable center of gravity in the water, and now he was being swept away by the typhoon.

The rope swayed... but they couldn't hold on.

He had to distract himself to free a hand to hold Cheyenne's body, which had become cold and stiff.

"Cheyenne... hold on."

"The typhoon is coming!"

One of the police officers reminded his superior that if they didn't leave soon... not only would Mr. Foley and Miss Lawrence not return, but they would also die together.

Gordon's face instantly turned extremely terrible.

He ignored his subordinates' pleas to evacuate quickly, anxiously shouting at the two people in the water, "Grab the rope!"

The cruise ship kept sinking, even if they managed to climb up, it would be in vain.

Cheyenne heartlessly pushed Kelvin away.

With a clear voice, she loudly commanded, "You go!"

As the words fell, a black wave engulfed her.

Suddenly, Kelvin held her hand tightly, holding her delicate wrist and affectionately saying, "Cheyenne, I won't leave you again!"

The merciless waves pounded on the two of them.

The black seawater completely swallowed their bodies, leaving no trace.

Boom!

The cruise ship exploded, sending flames splashing into the air.

The scene was as terrifying as an early arrival of the doomsday.

It was reported that the typhoon that day was the strongest in twenty years, unseen and unheard of.

It destroyed the small coastal fishing village and even the city experienced heavy rainfall for two days and nights.

Lovers Bay suffered the most severe damage.

The resort was basically paralyzed, and the fishermen who operated the surrounding aquaculture industry were even worse off.

Experts predicted that the direct economic losses caused by this typhoon would be around 10 billion.

...

The clear blue seawater shimmered under the sunlight, looking like dazzling fragments of gold from a distance.

The tall and lofty green coconut trees around them complemented each other, giving a feeling of autumn breeze blowing under the leaves, creating a peaceful atmosphere.

Cheyenne was awakened by the sound of crashing waves.

Her whole body felt sore.

She struggled to open her heavy eyelids and squinted to observe the scene in front of her.

Where was this?

White sandy beach, green trees, blue sea... with no one around.

Another wave came.

The warm seawater and sunlight washed her body onto the beach, and she slowly stood up barefoot on the sand.

Confused, she looked at the endless sea, feeling like she had arrived on an unfamiliar island.

This place was far from the city, with no signs of human life.

Oh yeah, Kelvin!

Suddenly, Cheyenne thought of him and moved her heavy and sore body, dragging herself along the beach for about ten meters.

Finally, among a pile of rocks, she saw Kelvin.

His suit was torn, his body swollen and pale, and fresh blood kept flowing from his wounds.

The baby fish under the rocks greedily devoured the rotten flesh and blood from his wounds.

Seeing him lying motionless, Cheyenne's eyes turned red with fear.

She hurriedly walked into the pile of rocks, pulled him out of the water.

The man was more than 6 feet tall, weighing close to 140 pounds.