Ivy trembled. She snapped back to reality in an instant. She stared at the dark seawater and felt a cold, suffocating sensation engulf her, making it difficult for her to breathe.
Those memories appeared to be too painful.
Ivy wasn’t sure if it was the seawater or something else. Her face was pale and miserable as she gasped for air.
The sea was calm, and the waves had vanished.
Ivy was extremely worried. She looked around and noticed that the nearest sailboat was several hundred meters away. She wasn’t sure if they’d be able to arrive on time. She dashed to the side of the speedboat and yelled at the small boat off in the distance.
“Help! Quickly save him! Please help him! He’s going to drown.”
Brad had been underwater for more than five minutes.
Ivy’s voice was hoarse, but no one
