Gabrielle sniffed, and her nose also turned red. People are usually vulnerable and weak when they talk about death. Gabrielle was vulnerable too, so she said to Jackson, "Jackson Oliver, do you know you are a bad man? I indeed dislike you."

"Why?"

"Because you are always mean to me."

Jackson raised the corner of his mouth and answered gently, "Because I love you."

"I don't like the way you treated me," Gabrielle grabbed Jackson's clothes and said.

Gabrielle didn't believe Jackson loved her because he had been engaged to someone else.

"Hold me tight," Jackson reminded her.

Gabrielle then immediately held Jackson's strong muscle tight.

When they were going to fall, Jackson took out a sharp knife and pressed on the cliff wall. As the knife glided, the scrape of metal on the cliff wall sent up a shower of sparks.

Bang—

Gabrielle heard a loud noise, but she didn't feel pain.

Jackson covered her with his muscular body, and his back was against a sharp cliff wall. Soon, Gabrielle felt something hot.

"Was he bleeding? Where?" thought Gabrielle.

The impact of this weightlessness and the force of the collision was deadly. At that moment, he just hit it and held Gabrielle in his arms.

In other words, Jackson protected Gabrielle from the hit.

Gabrielle felt guilty, but she didn't know how to deal with it. She could do nothing but cry.

Gabrielle trembled, and her eyes blurred with tears. She raised her head and looked at Jackson, "How are you? Are you okay?"

Jackson looked pale, but his eyes looked calm and powerful. He looked at Gabrielle and smiled, "Can you swim?"

"What?" Gabrielle was confused. She was not sure whether she heard it wrong or clear. "Did he ask me whether I can swim?" thought Gabrielle.

"You should inhale, breathe, and swim quickly. Understood?"

As soon as Jackson finished, they fell into the ocean.

The seawater instantly submerged their bodies. They sank consistently and made bubbles from their mouth.

Jackson tried everything to get down slowly, especially at the beginning, when they were going to fall.

Jackson's smiles and care were in Gabrielle's mind. She inhaled, exhaled, and swam.

Finally, she was on the water.

As she breathed, she felt like she was starting over.

"I'm still alive. I wasn't dead. How lucky am I!" thought Gabrielle.

Gabrielle felt everything became amazing ever since she met these wolves.

Now, Gabrielle felt she was completely different. She was fearless now.

Gabrielle looked around. It was completely dark and cold, but Jackson was not there.

"Where is he? Is he dead? He got a serious injury. It would be hard for him to swim," thought Gabrielle.

Gabrielle thought about that, and then she immediately jumped into the sea and swam. She wanted to find Jackson.

After a long time, Gabrielle still couldn't find Jackson.

She was exhausted.

Her hands and feet became frozen. She had no energy to search.

"I can't find him. I can't find him. How should I do?" thought Gabrielle.

She got to shore and looked around. It was dark everywhere. Gabrielle couldn't help but crying, "Jackson Oliver, where are you? Don't make fun of me. Jackson Oliver."

Woo—

"What a bad man! Why do you make me sad? Why do you die because of me? I don't want to owe you big. I must be sad for life," thought Gabrielle.

"Jackson Oliver, where are you? Jackson Oliver. Woo…"

Gabrielle covered her face with both hands and cried loudly.

Suddenly, a weak and low voice sounded, "Why do you cry? I am still alive."

Gabrielle was stunned and stopped crying. She immediately turned around, finding Jackson was standing in front of her right. He looked good.

"He is still alive! That's good. He didn't die," thought Gabrielle.

She cried and laughed. She swam over quickly, made a fist, and hit Jackson on the shoulder, "You scared me. Do you know you scared me?" Gabrielle repeated again and again. She was terrified and sputtery.

Jackson didn't avoid, let her hit. He looked at Gabrielle gently as if he enjoyed it.

Suddenly, Jackson lowered and put his head on Gabrielle's shoulder. He gasped slowly, "Gabrielle, did your heart stop beating when you were worried about me?"

"How do you know that?" Gabrielle was confused. She raised her head and asked Jackson.

"It is my heart. How can you know about it?" thought Gabrielle.

"Because you love me."

Jackson said Gabrielle loved him.

Gabrielle felt her heart beat fast, and her feet and hands turned cold.

"Mr. Oliver, do you think it is funny? You set a trap to get into your company. And now you want to let me believe I love you. You have many skills," Gabrielle said with anger.

She was angry because Jackson had been engaged, but now he showed his love for Gabrielle.

"Does he think I am timid and powerless?" thought Gabrielle.

She lifted her fist and hit him harder and harder.

Whenever she hit his chest, there was a noise.

Suddenly, Jackson grabbed Gabrielle's slender waist. He felt her body was a bit cold, and kissed her hair, "Did I scheme to hurt you? Fine. If you think so, that's it."

Gabrielle immediately pushed Jackson away.

Hiss—

Jackson made a low sound and frowned.

"What's the matter with you?"

Gabrielle touched his back and found it was hot.

The seawater had partly been red. Gabrielle guessed he got a serious injury.

She took a deep breath and said, "Let's come ashore first."

In the early morning, it was more than six o'clock. Gabrielle and Jackson finally came ashore, and it became brighter and brighter.

There was a dilapidated wooden house in front of them. Gabrielle opened the door and entered the house.

There was a lamp, a stove, and a bed with a quilt. They could live there.

Jackson had already laid on the bed. Gabrielle tore his clothes and found his back was broken, and his bones turned out.

There was a smell of blood in the air. Gabrielle looked at Jackson's back and trembled. She tore off her clothes and tied up his wound, "I am going to find herbs to stop the bleeding."

Gabrielle knew if she didn't stop the bleeding, Jackson must be dead.