Arielle Moore and Vinson Nightshire

Chapter 1768 Save Her This Time

Holding onto the card, Rayson felt as if it weighed a ton. Deep down, there was a burning urge in him to ask if Susanne wanted to save the money for the rainy days ahead. But at the same time, he thought it was not a very appropriate question. That'll sound like I'm cursing Mr. Nightshire.

"I'll save this sum of money as our last resort." Meanwhile, on an island on the other side of the ocean, a fifteen-year-old youth and an almost thirty-year-old woman were making their way back after getting off a boat.

The youth stared at the burly woman before him as he asked softly, "Aunt Sophia, can I return to school after this batch of goods gets delivered?"

Everything here is pretty good, but I love the world outside even more. I don't want to stay here any longer. Hearing his words, Sophia stopped in her tracks and whipped her head around to look at him. "Do you really wish to go out and study so much?"

At the sight of the youth bobbing his head, Sophia frowned. "Isn't it nice here? From food and drinks to daily necessities-we have the best of everything here."

"Aunt Sophia, it is nice here, but I prefer the world outside." The youth raised his head and directed his sparkly gaze toward her. "I want to be with my classmates and make friends with like-minded people. Also, I want to be able to do whatever I want to do."

Seeing the glimmer in his eyes, Sophia furrowed her brows.

"We'll talk about it again."

Having said that, she turned and continued forward.

"All right," the youth responded before following behind soullessly.

"Ow!" Suddenly, he twisted his ankle and fell to the ground.

Sophia hurriedly turned around and asked, "Are you hurt?"

"I-I..." Before he could finish his sentence, he widened his eyes in shock. "Aunt Sophia, there's a woman here."

At that, Sophia reversed her tracks to where he was, only to spot a woman lying on the ground motionlessly. Her brows squeezed together at once.

"Don't mind her," she casually answered and shifted her attention back to him. "How are you? Are you all right?"

The youth got back on his feet and lightly moved his ankle before shaking his head. "I'm fine," he said.

"Let's get moving then." While Sophia strode forward, the youth bent down and placed his fingers near the woman's nose. Realizing that she was still breathing, his eyes lit up. He raised his voice and shouted, "Aunt Sophia, she's still alive. Can we bring her back?"

When she heard those words, she immediately stopped him.

"Clyde, don't be nosy!"

God knows who that woman is! What if we stir troubles for ourselves after bringing her back?

"I want to help her, Aunt Sophia. Let's bring her back." Thanks to Sophia's great upbringing, the fifteen-year-old Clyde had a kind heart.

The determination in his eyes was so intense that Sophia eventually gave in.

At that point, the sky gradually turned dark. Walking up to the woman, Sophia, after taking a few glances, noticed that the woman's body had swelled up, making her face beyond recognition. Since Clyde wants to save her, I shall be kind and save her this time then.

With that thought in mind, she agreed to the youth's request to take the woman back with them. Elated, he quickly bent over and carried her on his back.

After their return, he instructed the servant to help the woman wash up and change into clean clothes. Under his request, they also called a doctor over to examine her.

Three days later, the woman still showed no signs of regaining consciousness. Thus, Clyde whispered, "Miss, wake up. Aunt Sophia is going to throw you out if you don't." Just as he was about to leave, he noticed the woman open her eyes.