Chapter 1288
Chapter 1288:
“Put it on,” Rupert ordered.
Herman’s expression shifted into something unreadable at Rupert’s words, his pupils trembling like leaves in the wind. He reacted quickly, shoving Rupert’s hand away.
“What nonsense is this? I don’t need that p>
He clung stubbornly to his pride, jaw clenched as he refused.
Rupert didn’t argue. He stepped closer—steady, relentless—sending a jolt of alarm through Herman.
“I told you, I don’t need it! I can p>
Herman’s words cut off when Rupert grabbed him by the neck, forcing him aside and holding him there for a moment. Herman felt his breath seize, a flash of panic surging through him as he feared Rupert meant to strangle him.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” Herman gasped, stunned by Rupert’s sudden aggression. With the ship swaying violently, it was hard enough just to keep his footing.
“If you’re so eager to die, then don’t board the lifeboat,” Rupert snapped coldly. “Don’t fall in and make everyone else waste time rescuing you p>
“You p>
Herman’s face darkened, indignation burning through him. He tried to resist, but Rupert was too fast. Rupert planted a firm hand on Herman’s shoulder and forced the life jacket onto him.
Rupert showed no restraint. The ship’s violent rocking had already left Herman unsteady, and now the tight life jacket constricted his chest, making each breath shallow and strained.
Herman lifted his head, eyes blazing as he glared at Rupert.
Rupert didn’t even look back. He turned and went straight to Annabel’s side, not sparing Herman a glance.
A flicker of awkwardness crossed Herman’s face. He called out over the chaos on deck, “Rupert, what about you p>
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Yet before Herman could say anything else…
Before Herman could get an answer, a crew member ushered him toward a lifeboat, leaving Rupert and Annabel behind, their fate uncertain.
Herman kept turning his head, his gaze full of worry—first for Annabel, still on the deck, and then for Rupert, who stood firmly at her side. He had wanted to tell the crew to bring Annabel along, but the words died in his throat.
“Rupert! You’d better protect Annabel. If anything happens to her, I won’t show you any mercy!” Herman shouted.
Annabel held Rupert’s hand tightly as they remained on the deck. She knew Rupert was an excellent swimmer, but she still worried—especially since he wasn’t wearing a life jacket.
Sensing her unease, Rupert lowered his head, shielding her from the relentless rain. “Hey, don’t worry. I’ve been through far more dangerous situations. This is nothing p>
He wasn’t lying. Rupert had escaped death more times than most people could imagine.
A sharp ache rose in Annabel’s chest as she looked at his tightly pressed lips. She gently brushed her fingers along his face and promised, “I’ll stay with you through every dangerous situation from now on p>