Upon opening her eyes, Arielle saw a brown-haired youth gazing at her in surprise.
Without waiting for her to say anything, Clyde joyfully broke the silence. “You’ve finally regained your consciousness. Did you perhaps wake up because you heard what I said earlier? You woke up just in time. Aunt Sophia is really about to throw you out had you not wake up.”
He lowered his voice as he said the last sentence, almost as if he was worried someone might overhear his words.
Arielle wanted to ask where she was after having listened to his rambling. However, her throat was too dry that she began coughing the moment she spoke.
Clyde immediately poured her a glass of water.
Arielle took the glass from him and gulped down the water in a few mouthfuls.
“Who are you? What is this place? Are you the one who saved me?” Arielle threw Clyde a barrage of questions.
It was fortunate she had learned many languages before. Otherwise, she would not have understood what Clyde was saying.
Little did the youth expect that Arielle would understand the language he spoke. Of course, he was overjoyed.
“Hello, I’m Clyde. We‘re on an island in Irushea. My aunt and I saved you. You’ve been lying here for the past three days. Aunt Sophia says she will kick you out if you aren’t waking up.” As he said that, he scratched his head. “Aunt Sophia is just kidding. With me around, she won’t do that to you.”
Hearing those words, Arielle curled the corners of her lips into a faint smile.
This kid really doesn’t have his guard up, isn’t he?
“It’s been a few days since you stayed in bed. Are you hungry?” Clyde thoughtfully queried.
At the mention of that, she realized she was indeed famished. Regardless, she could not care less about her hunger pangs.
“Clyde, am I the only one you guys saved? What’s the date today?” Arielle anxiously asked.
“Aunt Sophia and I only saw you, so you’re indeed the only one we saved,” the youth explained and walked up to the wall to check the calendar. “Today is the third of May.”
Third of May…
Arielle’s heart sank at once.
It has been a week since we jumped off the cruise ship. How is Vinson right now? Did he get saved by anyone?
Overwhelmed by anxiety, she looked at Clyde and asked, “Do you have a phone? Can you lend me for a moment?”
She had wanted to call Susanne and Aaron. Nevertheless, the youth shook his head.
“Miss, I don’t have a phone,” Clyde whispered. “Aunt Sophia always takes my phone away from me when we enter the island.”
That was also why he had never gotten in touch with his classmates for almost a month since his return to the island.
At this point, Arielle’s heart sank further.
Where exactly is this place? Why must they confiscate his phone upon entry?
A frown formed between her brows. Deep down, she was overwhelmed by her worry for Vinson and Lorraine, but she still tried to keep her emotions hidden.
“Miss, if you want to make a call, I can help you ask Aunt Sophia when she’s back,” Clyde suggested after noticing Arielle becoming solemn and silent.
“All right. Thank you!”
“Wait here. I’ll get someone to cook you some pumpkin soup. You’ll need something to eat since you just woke up.” Right after he spoke, he stood up and headed out.
About half an hour later, Clyde brought over a bowl of piping hot pumpkin soup. The delicious smell instantly made Arielle’s stomach growl in hunger. Looking at the smiling youth, she could not help but curse inwardly.