<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Thinking about the scene from her dream, Tiffany felt a pang of frustration.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The dream had felt too real, and even though she knew it wasn’t true, she was still upset.</font></font>This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I don’t want to talk to you anymore!” Tiffany eximed.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard couldn’t help butugh a little at her sudden outburst, “Don’t worry,” he said reassuringly. “That wasn’t me. If you ever find yourself in danger, I’d save you, no matter what. Even if it cost me my life.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">His tone was steady, his words sincere.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany blinked, taken aback by the weight of his promise. “What if you can’t save me?” she asked softly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Without hesitation, Richard reached for her hand, intertwining their fingers.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Then I’ll stay with you,” he said. “Life or death, heaven or hell, I’ll be by your side, no matter what.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany’s heart trembled at his words, a strange warmth spreading through her chest. Richard’s promise stirred something deep inside her, filling the spaces where fear had taken hold withfort and sweetness.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The deep sea didn’t seem so terrifying anymore.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany wrapped her arms around Richard’s neck and kissed him softly. “Me too,” she whispered.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As Tiffany leaned back, Richard caught her by the waist, pulling her close. The warmth between them deepened as he kissed her again, slow and passionate. For a long moment, it was just the two of them, lost in their own world.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Eventually, Tiffany pulled back, her cheeks flushed. She yfully smacked his shoulder. Richard let go reluctantly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany shot him a re, but before she could say anything, her stomach growled loudly.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’m hungry!” Tiffany dered.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“I’ll make something for you,” Richard replied without hesitation</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As he released her, his gaze drifted toward her stomach with an odd expression, almost as if he were thinking. Tiffany’s heart skipped a beat.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Ever since a certain someone had been indulgentst time, Richard seemed to have no self–control. And it was just Tiffany’s luck that her cycle had recently ended. ‘Surely, I can’t be pregnant so soon, right?‘ Tiffany thought.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Lost in thought, Tiffany leaned back in her seat, resting her chin on her hand.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Ten minutester, Richard brought out two steaming hot meals.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Despite being lightweight and sleek, the yacht was stillrge and fully equipped. Someone had clearly stocked fresh ingredients before their departure, ensuring they wouldn’t go hungry even on ast–minute trip.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The delicious aroma immediately caught Tiffany’s attention. She took a bite and couldn’t help but praise, “This is amazing!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The steak was cooked perfectly, tender and vorful. Even the side dishes were impressive, both in presentation and taste. Tiffany couldn’t help but be surprised. For someone as pampered as Richard, his cooking skills were unexpectedly impressive.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany had to admit it she’d found a gem.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">After finishing her meat, Tiffany wiped her mouth,pletely satisfied.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">They still had a long way to go before reaching the open sea. By her estimation, it would take at least three more hours to get there.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany Kelley sighed.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The Blood Lotus, long thought extinct, was said to grow on a mysterious ind that appeared only during specific tides. Tiffany remembered her grandfather telling her about it when she was young. He’d exined that you could only find the ind by reading the stars and predicting the tides.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Determined, Tiffany gazed at the sky, searching for clues. But after a while, exhaustion overtook her, and she drifted off to sleep.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She woketer to the sound of movement. Rubbing her eyes, she noticed the yacht’s driver leaving in a small speedboat. Confused, she turned to Richard, who lounged on the deck, rxed and unfazed.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Why’d you let him leave?” she asked, frowning. “How are we supposed to get back? Who’ll drive the yacht?”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard smiled and pointed to the sky. “Look.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany followed his gesture, noticing the stars above. Though scattered, a few formed a pattern that looked oddly familiar. “That’s it!” she eximed, jumping to her feet. “The star formation! Grandpa told me about this!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">This meant the tide was changing, and the ind was about to appear!”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Minutes turned into hours as they waited. Slowly, the seawater shifted, revealing the edges of an ind. By dawn, the entirendmass emerged.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“There it is!” Tiffany shouted, pointing.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard quickly guided the yacht closer, and the two of them stepped onto the ind.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The ind was lush with greenery, and Tiffany’s eyes widened as she spotted rare herbs she’d only read about in books. She now understood why Richard had sent the crew away. If anyone else discovered this ind, the precious herbs would be harvested to extinction.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The two ventured deeper into the ind, searching for the Blood Lotus. The clock was ticking. The tides would eventually rise again, submerging thend until the next rare urrence.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tiffany nced at Richard. “Let’s split up to cover more ground, she suggested.</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Richard said, “No need for that.”</font></font>
<font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Before Tiffany could protest, Richard scooped her up effortlessly and said, “Hold on tight.”</font></font>