Suddenly, a horse rushed out from Avery's right side. She and her horse were terrified. The horse raised its foreleg and shouted toward the sky.

Avery became angry. When she wanted to scold that man who terrified her, she found it was Evan Howel who rode a horse coming here. Although she was upset, she was glad to see Evan and asked, "Why are you here, and you didn't tell me?"

Avery focused on that woman so that she didn't pay attention to anyone else.

She pointed to the river and shouted before Evan was going to say something. "Come on. Quickly! Save her."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know her, but she was drowning."

Evan knew it was a woman, so he frowned and answered, "When bodyguards come here, they will save her."

"Where are bodyguards?" Avery looked around, finding there were no bodyguards.

"I asked them to look for you in four groups."

"When they came here, I am afraid that she drowned and died." Then Avery reached out and dragged Evan off the horse and said, "Come on!"

But Evan stood still. Therefore, Avery walked a few steps forward and said, "If you wouldn't like to go, I will save her by myself."

"Stop! How dare you!" Evan shouted in a relatively low voice. He took off his jacket coat and said, "What a hassle."

He quickly walked over the river and jumped into it.

Looking at the river in the distance, Avery saw the woman, and Evan struggled to float and swam forward.

Evan's pants were wet, tightly covering his legs, which made him uncomfortable. When the woman held him tightly, Evan became more annoyed and ordered coldly, "Lose your hands."

The woman ignored him and grabbed him tightly.

She had a strong desire to seek help. Since she was afraid that Evan would leave her alone, she had to hold him tight.

But it was indeed a kind of torture for Evan.

"Damn it! Lose your hands," Evan was so angry that he even wanted to put the woman's head into the river. But he didn't do it. On the contrary, he supported the victim and trod water.

Finally, Evan towed the victim to shore. He was wet all over. Avery handed his jacket coat to him for wiping water because there was no bath towel.

Avery walked over and squatted, checking for the woman's breath.

The woman was pale and lost consciousness. Avery crossed her hands, pressed her chest, and pinched her nose, starting CPR.

"What are you doing?" Evan walked over and pulled Avery away. "Does she want to start CPR?" thought Evan.

"She must be dead if I don't perform CPR," Now, the most crucial thing for Avery was to save the victim.

Evan was holding Avery's arms tightly. She lowered her head, looking at her arms and thinking, "Why are his palm so hot? Does he have a cold?"

But Avery can't wait to save the woman, so she pulled Evan's arms out and squatted down.

She pressed the victim's chest hard and pinched her nose. When she was going to kiss her, the woman moved and then started to cough violently.

After coughing a few times, water came out from the woman's mouth.

Avery supported her to sit upright and patted her back.

"How are you? Do you feel better?"

The woman felt better. Her face gradually turned puffy and red. She was touching her chest gently up and down and shaking her head, while she was coughing.

Avery kept patting the woman's back. After a while, the woman stopped coughing and reached out to Avery. Her palm spread upwards.

Avery couldn't understand why the woman spread her palm, so she asked, "What's your meaning?"

"Paper tissue."

Avery was still confused.

"Give me paper tissue to wipe the water off," the woman added.

"I don't have it."

"No?" It was unbelievable for the woman to trust that Avery didn't have paper tissue. She raised her eyelids and looked at Avery, "Where am I? Why is there no paper tissue?"

Avery was not going to say anything and thought to herself, "Is her mind getting confused? Do you think she is at home?"

"You drowned, and he saved you," Avery glanced over Evan, who turned his back to Avery and the victim. Even if he heard what Avery said, he didn't turn around still.

"Did he save me? That is to say, did he…" The woman put one hand on her chest.

The woman's expression made Avery laugh a lot. She answered, "He only brought you on the shore."

"Well," the woman breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you. I own you a great debt."

"How lovely the woman is! It is very dramatic," thought Avery.

"Everything is done?" Evan asked impatiently. He turned around because the woman was wet all over, lying on the floor, her clothes were sticking to her body so that her naked body might be seen clearly.

"Done," Avery answered and asked Evan to turn around.

Evan turned around and looked at Avery, answering, "Shall we go back?"

"But we don't find Mr. Black's sister still," Avery kept their task in mind.

"Don't you know she is Mr. Black's sister?" Evan asked because he felt uncomfortable when the woman saw her passionately.

"How do you know that, my savior?" Maeve Black blinked and gazed down at Evan. Standing behind the sunlight, Evan just looked like God in her eyes.

Evan didn't answer Maeve but said to Avery, "Let her ride a horse alone. You ride a horse with me."

"I don't agree with you. I haven't healed yet. My savior, I think you should take care of me," Maeve said as if she were shy.

Hearing what Maeve said, Avery was astonished. She thought Maeve was a bold and dissipated woman.

Evan was unhappy and pulled Avery away from Maeve. He thought Maeve was a crazy woman.

At the same time, Evan heard quick and urgent steps from horses.

He looked around. The noises were from Mr. Black, who was coming with a group of people.

Mr. Black went down from the horse's back and asked, "My sister, are you okay?"

"Mr. Black, do you think I am okay? Ever since Yuki and I got lost and couldn't find each other. I almost drowned and died. Oh, I just like a beautiful flower which faded fast. God probably envies how beautiful I am. He deliberately let me fall into the river. How can I say? God is too proud."

"You are right! God is too proud," Mr. Black gave a hint to Evan and then looked at Avery, asking his sister, "Did they save you?"

"Yes, he is my savior. You should thank him. Oh. Please ask whether he is a single man. How old is he? His height and weight? Fine. It doesn't matter. I don't care."

"What do you want?" Mr. Black asked helplessly.

"Since he saved me, I should marry him."

Evan looked sullen and said coldly, "I didn't save you."

"Sister, He and the Princess are our guests."

"The Princess?" Maeve turned to look at Avery.