Savannah did not know what to do. She wanted to ask someone for help, but she didn't dare to leave him in the lake alone.
Dylan ducked his head and sank again. But this time, he didn't rise from the water for a long time. Staring at the lake, Savannah began to be filled with anxiety.
What's going on? Is something wrong?
"Dylan! What's wrong with you? Answer me!" She cried out in a panic.
There was only silence.
Something must have happened! Why else hasn't he come up for so long?! Can a normal person stay underwater for so long without breathing?
Intense panic swept over her body. Tears suddenly came into her eyes!
She was crushed with terror, turned, and began to shout toward the gate, "Jack! Help! Anyone---"
Then she looked back at the lake, crying, "Dylan! If you're still there, come back to the bank, please! I'll say yes without the ring! Come back, and I can promise you anything!"
"Miss Schultz, what's wrong?" Jack heard the noise and ran to her in surprise.
"Jack, Dylan jumped off the lake! Call someone to bring him up! Now!" Savannah said rapidly when she saw Jack coming.
"What? How did Mr. Sterling jump into the lake? I've lived here for years, but no one dares to swim in it. It's bottomless!" Jack was startled.
Savannah, white with fear, could not speak.
Jack could not swim, so he rushed into the villa to get help.
Savannah stared at the still lake blankly, afraid that Dylan would never come back.
Her mind went back to the scene in the hospital when he lay in the bed, insensible after the fire. This time, she watched him jump in a lake in front of her... She couldn't imagine if he had an accident because of her again…
A tear rolled down her cheek. She was a bit shaky on her feet, murmuring, "Dylan, don't scare me, come back, okay? I can promise you anything…"
She shouldn't have thrown the ring into the lake!
Suddenly, some ripples appeared on the lake, and they became more and more obvious.
Savannah's eyes brightened when a familiar figure rose and began to swim to the bank! Strength came back to her. She wiped away her tears excitedly.
He was all right!
Dylan swam to the shore, skillfully and quickly. He jumped to the shore and chucked himself down on the lawn as if he fainted from exhaustion.
Savannah's heart started pumping again. She rushed to him, shaking him up, "Dylan, are you okay? Or are you choking? Jack's gone to call someone. He'll come at once... "
Before she finished, Dylan caught her on the wrist and pulled her into his arms.
"I'm fine," his voice was full of amusement.
Dylan was very pleased with her response. He sat up straight, put his arms around her, and hauled her against his body, squeezing her tightly. Both of his hands were in her hair, grasping each side of her head. His kiss was demanding, his tongue and lips coaxing hers.
Savannah stared wide-eyed at his wet eyebrows. She gave him a soft push subconsciously, but then she moaned, and her tongue tentatively met his.
She could taste the cold lake water in his mouth and be still frightened at the thought of never seeing him again.
He's alive. He's okay. That's enough.
She didn't want to repress her feelings for him any longer, and she admitted the desire she had hidden in the bottom of her heart-- she couldn't afford to lose him.
Before, she was afraid of being hurt, so she refused to face her own heart.
But now, she didn't want to control her emotion.
She wrapped her arms around his neck as he deepened the kiss. The temperature between them rose sensibly.
At the same time, Jack, followed by two servants, rushed out of the villa and ran to the lake. As soon as they came to the edge of the lake, they saw Mr. Sterling and Miss Schultz necking and squeezing their bodies together.
The three men blushed. They heard that Mr. Sterling had jumped into the lake and hadn't come up for a long time. But now… What are they doing?
Jack knew immediately they should not interrupt the two people. He led the servants away quietly.
Savannah heard the noise and gently released herself from his arms, panting for fresh air.
She sat up straight, embarrassed, and dared not to look at him. Her cold face heated again after the long kiss.
Dylan took her hand and put a cold and hard thing in her palm.
Savannah took a deep breath. It was the ring she had just thrown into the lake!
He had found it, and he had risked his life to get it back!
How was that possible? How could he find such a small ring in such a big lake so soon? It was nothing less than a miracle!
She stared at him, speechless.
"You promised to marry me as soon as I got this ring back." He fixed his eyes on her as if afraid that she would not keep her word.
However, Savannah knew that she would say yes even if he hadn't found the ring.
For a few minutes, she had tasted what it might be like to lose him!
She couldn't live without him.
Garcia was right. She liked him. She lost the game, which started with an unserious agreement, and finally, she couldn't get away from him.
"Never try to back out!" He murmured as he nibbled at her sensitive ear beads.
She closed her eyes with a sour nose and leaned against his hot chest obediently.
But he did not stop. He raised her chin and watched her eagerly, "answer me. Will you marry me?"
She flushed and nodded, "Yes..."
"Yes?" Dylan was obviously not pleased with the simple word.
Savannah looked at the ring and sighed, "I will marry you."
Dylan smiled with satisfaction. He touched her hair and slowly said, "I never thought I would get married one day. I went blank and didn't prepare when my father suggested our marriage for the first time. Later, I decided to marry you and was ready to tell him. But you suddenly showed and said that you weren't going to marry me."