Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 883 Please Don't Go

After clocking out, Selena hopped into her car at 7 PM.

Ann was still playing chauffeur, driving her back to Ashbourne Manor.

Selena was beat today. Ever since John dropped that bombshell, she'd been on edge, trying hard to keep it together. When Ann turned onto a quiet road, she noticed the cars behind them were tailing them.

"Ms. Fair, those cars behind us..." Ann started, but before she could finish, those cars gunned it and came right at them. Ann freaked out and floored it, her face going pale.

But her driving skills were just meh, and she couldn't shake these maniacs.

Soon enough, three cars boxed them in.

Selena, sitting in the back, straightened up, her face icy. After a long pause, she asked, "Ann, how good are you at swimming?" Ann replied, "Just okay."

Selena asked, "Can you handle yourself?"

Ann nodded, "Yeah."

Selena quickly said, "Drive into the river. Once we're in, don't worry about me. Save yourself first."

"But, Ms. Fair..." Ann's hands were sweaty. Driving into the river seemed like a death wish.

Selena locked eyes with her, "Ann, if we wanna make it out alive, we gotta take this risk."

Those cars were out for blood.

didn't take a chance, they

her eyes and drove onto the bridge, smashing through the railing, and

nearby drivers,

soon as they hit the water, Ann rolled down the window and helped Selena

when the car hit the water, a heavy folder smacked her head, making her dizzy. Combined with the overwhelming dizziness, she couldn't hold her breath for long. When the water rushed

save herself. She was swimming up but saw that Selena wasn't following. Without thinking,

she

turn back, a figure dropped from the

seeing how skillfully he swam, she knew going back would only slow things down, so she swam to the surface. Just as Selena was about to pass out, a pair of

so overwhelmed by the suffocation that

blacked out, feeling like her chest was about to burst from the water pressure. 'Is this it? Am

swam to the shore, and laid her down on the

the river was a madhouse, with cops, onlookers, and even reporters swarming

and police were

the river to help,

was tall, and there were no streetlights. The only light came from afar and the reflection

dim, it was enough to see her

drenched, her face

a

someone pressing on her

out some water, coughed a few times, and then felt air being blown into her

touch was so real, it seemed to pull her back to

man gently ask, "How could you be so careless? Are

from severe

to leave, she quickly