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?”

not go down to try saving everyone? Did he not run into trouble on the water

are, asking for someone to sacrifice their life for your daughter’s! Is your daughter’s life somehow

woman bit her lip. So what if

that her daughter

I beg him though?” The woman had seemingly lost

else did not

demise to have a

to save your

sobbing loudly as she screamed, “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 evil, saying things like

flailed her arms as she spoke, trying to

shoulder, squawking, “You evil woman, fall

words rang through the air, the woman really lost her footing and slipped and

putting her in a kneeling position to the person

were

terrified at the sight, scrambling to appease

scooped Lilly

had finished recording his statement, and he had also left his

point in staying

cast one last glance at the

had been blown

in

pupils were looking

in the water, they had

they were wide

And now…

had

Blake was speechless

“Dad, what’s

asked, “Where’s your

that there was someone coming

more. He pushed Bettany along,

anxiously, “Are

show much

in the water for so long,

was crowding by the shore, and could see that Blake had

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

but nag, “Well, don’t be so rash next time! It’s so late in the night, how terrifying! You can’t see anything,

Blake was speechless.

referring to branches, or rocks in the

thing that

firm, broad chest.