Ethan tried to catch his breath.
The man managed to save Isabella and bring her to the river bank. He laid Isabella, who had fainted, on the grass carefully. Isabella's face was so pale and her lips were slightly blue, a sign that the woman was cold right now. After taking a deep breath and combing his hair back with his fingers, Ethan lowered his head over Isabella's body. His face was so close to hers and he clicked his tongue in annoyance.
"I'm doing this to save your life," Ethan said with a lazy tone. "So, don't think anything weird when you wake up and don't you dare beat me up and scream at everyone that I'm a pervert."
