Breaking Mr. Cold (Giselle and Donovan) novel Chapter 582

Giselle and Donovan spent a night in the woods of the island.

The next day, Giselle woke up groggily with a heavy head. She spaced out a little when she saw the wilderness and ocean before her eyes.

She recalled what happened at the sight of Donovan's jacket draped over her. Scrambling to sit up, she looked around, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Her heart leaped into her throat. She hurried out of the woods, calling his name as she trudged down the beach.

Panting, she grew more nervous when she hadn't found him.

The worst-case scenario played in her head. Her legs turned into jelly.

She collapsed onto the beach without a word.

When she was deep in anxiety and helplessness, his feet came into sight.

Giselle looked up in shock. He'd appeared before her without a warning, looking amused and all sweaty with a coconut in his hand.

"Where did you go?" She shed tears of joy.

She stood up to give him a hug. Crying from the excitement, she blabbered, "I thought something had happened to you. Maybe the sharks ate you… For a second, I thought you were just a dream and I was alone on the island. I thought the conversation by the fire was a dream too, and I had woken up to nothing…"

The harsh environment, coupled with her health issues, made her emotionally fragile. Donovan was her only source of comfort and security.

She could feel her world crumble if he was out of sight for a second. She had never needed him so badly.

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