Chapter 2195
Mahina smiled. “I know that‘ll be the truth.”
Cameron opened her eyes and suddenly realized that she was lying in a hospital bed. She then heard Sunny and Mahina‘s voices.
When they saw that she was awake, Sunny immediately walked over, looking worried. “Cam, you‘re awake.”
Mahina smiled. “You‘re finally up. I‘ll go get the doctor!”
The doctor walked in and checked her, then spoke to Sunny. “She‘s fine. Other than some liquid in her lung and a low fever, she‘s alright.” Sunny nodded. “Thanks.” Mahina sat at the edge of the bed and asked, “How do you feel?”
Cameron stared at the ceiling and didn‘t answer.
Sunny adjusted the grip on his cane. He was relieved but remembered something, and anger crawled back up. “You knew that Donald wouldn‘t do anything even after he kidnapped you. All you needed to do was sit and wait for us to rescue you, but you just had to go against them. If Willie hadn‘t saved you, I would have had to bury you instead of the other way around.” After saying that, he sighed. “If something really happened to you, I wouldn‘t be able to face your mother when I died.” Cameron looked at him. “I‘ve seen her.”
Sunny was stunned. “What?”
Cameron slowly sat up. Maybe because of her dream, her head spun. “I said I‘ve seen Mom, so you won‘t get the chance too soon.” Sunny was rendered speechless. Mahina looked down and slowly said, “I‘m sorry. I should have come after you. If something really happened to you, I—” “It‘s not your fault. I‘m fine, ain‘t I?” Cameron rubbed her temples as she cut her off. At that moment, Cameros recalled something and asked, “Where‘s Wayne?” Sunny scoffed and turned away. “Now you remember him?”
Cameron looked around and didn‘t speak. What she had seen in the sea wasn‘t an illusion. ‘Wayne really saved me? Why would he do that?‘
Daisie and Waylon showed up outside her room and smiled when they saw she was awake.” You‘re finally awake.” Daisie was going into the room when Sunny suddenly grabbed her. “Alright, Cam is fine. Let‘s go outside.” He asked Mahina to come along.
Daisie realized what he was doing, so she left the room, giggling.
Only Waylon and Cameron were left in the room, and it felt awkward.
Waylon walked to the chair next to the bed and took a seat. Cameron asked, “Why did you save me?” He leaned back in the chair. “You saved me once before.”
“When?”
“In the woods.”
“That‘s… different.”
She looked down because she had only helped him treat his wound in the woods. He had jumped into the sea to save her–it was very different.
They might both drown if she were still conscious or panicked and grabbed onto him too tightly. The dangers involved in both situations were drastically different.
Waylon picked up the pink pig plushie on the table and played with it. “What‘s the difference?
If you had left me there, I might not have survived.”
Cameron didn‘t speak.
Waylon raised his brows. “Your father knows that you don‘t like the sea. You wouldn‘t go to the beach even though you could swim, so even if you wanted to die, you wouldn‘t choose to drown yourself in the sea.”
She choked. “That‘s nonsense. Who says I was trying to kill myself in the sea?” She wanted to live! He pinched the nose of the plushie and squinted. “Then why did you jump?”
