Tabitha's POV
Most of Derek's people were like him, quiet and not fond of smiling.
But Asher was obviously an exception. He didn't play by the rules, full of evil.
Asher got no response. Jamar smoked a cigarette and sneered, blood flowing from his shoulder, "You don't think she would be in the water, do you? Below is a rapid current. If she goes down, she will die."
Asher ignored Jamar and continued, "This time I will break through. Tabitha, don't worry. I will do what you want for you."
Jamar wanted to say something, but suddenly I emerged from the water with a splash.
He was so scared that he wanted to scream, and I gave him a cold glance.
All my disguises were washed clean in the water, and I even became fairer than before.
With wet hair sticking to my cheeks, I looked around and all the men present were stunned.
"There was such a beautiful woman in the world!"
Asher said, "I had already discovered your disguise. The scar on your face was initially below the corner of your eye, and then it shifted a few centimeters. I guessed that the woman who could capture that man's heart wouldn't be too ugly, but I didn't expect you to be so beautiful!"
I didn't know how my appearance had struck these people in front of me.
Even Asher looked momentarily stunned.
"You..." I was about to speak when I saw Asher pressing his index finger against the lips, making a shushing gesture.
I just realized that there were other people around me. So I also stopped talking.
Asher grabbed my arm and forcefully lifted me up, throwing me onto the grass.
"Sorry, I'm rough and don't know how to show any tenderness."
I didn't have time to argue with him about this, and I frowned with a pleading look in my eyes.
"Can you just pretend you've never seen me before? I want to take revenge on my own."
Asher shrugged.
"It's too late now; he should be here soon."
"No, even if he took a helicopter, he wouldn't have arrived so quickly. As long as you spare me, I..."
A heavy panting voice came from behind the big tree. "Tabitha, you underestimated my love for you."
Derek was dressed in camouflage clothing. His face was scratched by tree branches, blood continuously dripping down.
Not only his face but also his hands and body had some injuries.
He had actually arrived on the island a few days ago and had been chasing after me ever since.
Asher sighed, "See, it's not a matter of whether I can let you leave or not."
Derek, wearing camouflage clothes, appeared taller and slenderer. He reached out toward me and said affectionately, "Tabitha, come home with me."
A trace of resentment flashed across my face. "Derek, you promised to set me free and let me do what I want, but now you're going back on your word?"
Seeing that I was unwilling to cooperate, Derek walked toward me step by step, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.
"But I didn't expect you to go and do something reckless, Tabitha. I gave you freedom. Haven't you been having fun during this time?"
Jamar and the others were all dumbfounded. "What the hell kind of cheesy romantic drama are you guys acting?"
He poked Asher's arm and asked, "Do you have any potato chips?"
My wolf struggled within me. "Derek, why do you always have to disrupt my plans?
"I don't want to go back to the life without freedom in the past. I want to live for myself, to live for my hatred."