Jojo and Coco's Unexpected Love

Chloe muttered “What a jinx” under her breath and quickly dove into the water to save Xavia. She loathed the woman and even considered watching her drown without intervening, but her conscience would not permit such an act.

The greatest distinction between good and evil lies in Chloe’s capacity to restrain her inner demons, whereas the latter succumbed to greed and desire.

Little did Chloe anticipate that the moment she grasped Xavia’s arm and exerted all her might to pull her up, she herself was forcefully yanked into the water. Water filled Chloe’s throat, but she managed to maintain her composure. As she opened her eyes, Xavia was right before her. Xavia’s hair drifted in the water, her pale face adorned with a sinister smile as she stared directly into Chloe’s eyes.

It was an eerie and chilling sight, akin to a ghost from a horror film. A shiver ran down Chloe’s spine. She had been deceived. Xavia knew how to swim and possessed considerable skills at that. Chloe berated herself for her naivety and soft-heartedness.

Realizing the urgency of the situation, she promptly swam toward the pool edge. However, Xavia submerged herself and took hold of Chloe’s foot, intentionally impeding her progress.

‘If my child suffers from intellectual disabilities because of this, this bitch will have to face my wrath!”

Chloe’s anxiety heightened, but her strength was waning. If the struggle persisted, her life would be at risk. Xavia was seriously trying to kill her.

she could not worry about that at the moment. She collected all her anger and kicked Xavia, causing her to wince in pain and release

lifeguards heard her cries and swiftly plunged into the water, swimming toward the two figures locked in struggle. Another individual with a

breath and closely observing the unfolding scene, anxious that it might escalate into

it a

like it. They aren’t in the shallow end.”

more than one person is in distress.

at the same time? That’s absurd.”

arguing earlier. One of them was cursing the

Don’t joke around.”

recognizing that such remarks should not be

hands supporting her waist, guiding her toward the pool edge. She assumed it

drenched young man draped a towel over her, displaying sincere