Spoiled by Eight Uncles

The rescue boats lit up the water in the night, searching and scooping as time passed.

The middle–aged lady, now restrained, continued to shriek, “My daughter… my daughter…”

Yet after half an hour searching, nothing seemed to come up. Someone said that the girl may have been dragged under the current, and had sunk to the bottom of the river.

Either way, there was no way she was still alive…

“Ugh, if that lady hadn’t meddled just now… her daughter might have been found…”

“Alright, stop talking about it. She just lost her daughter, that’s a pretty big deal…”

The middle-aged woman’s chest ached as she listened.

No, how could it have been her fault?

She had just been anxious. Any mother would have done the same in a situation like this.

She hadn’t asked for Blake to save her, either. Why hadn’t he saved her daughter, and gone back for her instead!

The woman was overcome with remorse and guilt she could barely breathe, running to Blake and beginning to hit and kick at him:

“Why didn’t you save my daughter first! Why did you rescue a dried-up corpse! Why did you save me!”

“You’re evil, you should be dead! My daughter’s only sixteen, but you didn’t save her! You should be dead!”

The middle-aged lady shrieked loudly, yelling bloody murder at Blake.

Lilly clenched her fists. “Unreasonable! Unreasonable! You’re being absolutely ridiculous!”

Her father was far from deserving to be dead!

Lilly did not get it. Her father had tried so hard to save everyone, why was it his fault now?

Blake pushed Lilly behind him gently, his expression cold.

He could understand the pain of losing one’s daughter— come to think of it, he would be just as overwhelmed if his dear Lilly was gone.

But understanding was one thing. That didn’t mean he was going to be blamed for it.

Blake grabbed the woman’s palm, outstretched and ready to slap Lilly. He shoved her away. “I won’t blame you for this, seeing as your daughter’s nowhere to be found.”

The woman refused to back down still. The man that had helped Bettany look after Lilly just now shouted, “Are you done making a scene?”

Did he not run

do you think you are, asking for someone to sacrifice their life for your daughter’s! Is your daughter’s life somehow worth more than that of

bit her lip. So what

point was that her daughter was gone

woman had

not know

piped up, “It’s truly your daughter’s demise to have a mother

Who says that? He jumped in to save your daughter,

“What the hell are you talking about! My daughter’s already gone, and you’re speaking of her like this! Did he save her? No, he didn’t! You’re all

as she spoke, trying

was not having any of that. She hid in Lilly’s shoulder, squawking, “You evil woman, fall on that

really lost her footing and slipped and fell to

putting her in a kneeling position to the person that she had

Lilly and Blake were rendered speechless by

sight, scrambling

Lilly

his statement, and he had also left his

was no point in

Blake cast one last glance at the

covering his face had been blown

heart lurched in fear at the

were looking

the water, they had

they were wide open and staring in front

And now…

had somehow

Blake was speechless

“Dad,

“Where’s

“He’s back underground. Said that there was someone

anything more. He pushed Bettany along, returning

asked anxiously, “Are

did not show much

struggling in

had been on the walkway by the riverbank when everyone was crowding by the shore, and

wrung his T-shirt out. “The water weeds were a

It’s so late in the night, how terrifying! You can’t see anything, what

Blake was speechless.

branches, or rocks in

of the thing that had

his soaked clothes to reveal his firm, broad