I Slapped My Fiancé—Then Married His Billionaire Nemesis novel Chapter 281

Chapter 281 Wreckage

Chapter 281 Wreckage

The sharp tone made me freeze.

‘Hold onto my neck. Unless you want to fall.‘

I hesitated, then frowned up at him. ‘Do you think I can’t cross on my own?‘

But Ashton only shook his head and looked straight at me. His voice w mistake twice.‘

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steady, almost solemn. ‘I don’t want to make the same

Even with me in his arms, he crossed the stream without effort. In less tha

a

minute, we were on the far bank.

He set me down gently. My feet touched the cool ground, and the heat of my frustration ebbed.

Then Ashton took my hand again. We walked in silence. The only sounds were the rustle of leaves in the wind, the occasional chirp of birds, and the crunch of our steps on the forest floor.

Suddenly, we both stopped.

I saw the yacht.

To be precise, the wreck of the yacht.

Before us lay broken pieces, twisted and scattered, half buried under a tangle of branches.

For the first time since reaching the shore, excitement surged through me. I was so overwhelmed I froze, not daring to blink in case the sight before me dissolved into a mirage.

Ashton walked towards the wreckage.

I snapped out of it and hurried after him, almost running in my eagerness, overtaking him in my haste.

The yacht was incomplete, but a good portion of it remained. That meant there was a high chance of finding the luggage.

My eyes lit up. ‘How did you know the yacht was this way?‘

Ashton was already shifting aside a thick plank of wood. ‘When you came into the forest, you didn’t notice how many of the trees here were snapped compared to elsewhere?‘

I shook my head. My spirits had been too low earlier to notice anything, and even if I had, I doubt I would have spotted what he

did.

‘If it had only been the tsunami, the trees would have snapped once near the base, or been uprooted entirely and carried off. But these ones are broken in three or four places. That means they were struck by something heavy in addition to the waves. Apart from our yacht, there was nothing nearby large enough to cause that kind of damage.‘

I stared at him.

‘What?‘ he asked.

‘Were you some kind of scout before?‘

Ashton shook his head. ‘No. I just learnt a little, once.‘

I had a hundred more questions; why did he learn such things, and when?

Then I thought of his parents, who had shipped him abroad when he was a boy, not out of care but to wash their hands of him.

Maybe his life had been harder than I realised.

Lea’s words at the ball came back to me. She had said she and Ashton had known each other a long time, that they were the same kind of people.

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Did he learn these skills with her? Had they survived something like this together before?

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Tclosed my eyes, inhaled deeply, and forced the thoughts away. Right now, survival mattered more than digging into the past. Something glinted on the ground. I dropped to one knee, brushing soil aside with one hand and probing with the other.

Ashton came over to see. Beneath the dirt, a white surface emerged, smooth already on the handle.

I looked up at him, eyes bright

d rectangular. A cabin door. My fingers were

hope. ‘You still have the key, til carrying the key.

Yesterday, before we dived, I’d locked the cabin door. Ashton had been

I could have smacked myself for that bit of brilliance.

What had I been thinking, locking the cabin door on a deserted stretch of seat stranger?

The cabin itself was oddly positioned, half its bulk sunk deep into the soil so this door.

where you hardly even saw an animal, let alone a

it could not be shifted. The only way in was through

Through the glass in the frame, I had glimpsed two familiar wheels. My suitcase. My very own little suitcase. All I had to do was get this door open.

‘No,‘ Ashton said quietly, and for once, there was regret in his voice. ‘I lost it underwater last night.‘

He admitted it like a soldier taking punishment, stiff–backed and without excuses.

Anyone else would have been furious with him. That key could mean the difference between surviving comfortably and barely scraping by. But I was still rational enough to think clearly.

If Ashton had lost the key, it was surely when he was fighting to keep

knew it.

me alive under the waves. He would never say so, but I

‘Never mind,‘ I said. ‘Let’s just work out how to open this door.‘ I eyed the lock. ‘How do we break in?‘

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