Sorry for Your Loss, It's Me, I'm the Loss novel Chapter 46

"The last time, you pushed Queena into the water and she almost drowned. Today, you're going to see how it feels," Matthew declared, shoving Yvonne violently off the edge.

The strength difference between them was immense. Propelled by his forceful push, Yvonne's body tipped backward toward the water. But her reflexes were lightning-fast. As she fell, she grabbed the hem of Matthew's shirt, pulling him down with her.

Matthew could swim. The moment he hit the water, he started heading for the side of the pool. But Yvonne, submerged beneath the surface, latched onto his ankle and dragged him down into the depths.

He was a strong swimmer and instinctively fought back, but Yvonne was like a vengeful water spirit, clinging to him relentlessly. He couldn't shake her off. Trapped at the bottom, he could see the light shimmering on the surface but couldn't break free to reach it. The air in his lungs dwindled, and a suffocating panic set in. His struggles grew weaker until he had no strength left, his body sinking slowly into the darkness. The despair and terror of imminent death consumed him.

Above the surface, Queena was screaming frantically. "Help! Someone, help! Matthew's fallen in the water!"

Guests from the main hall heard her cries. The strong swimmers rushed over, diving one after another into the pool.

Zachary and another friend managed to drag Matthew onto the bank. He was still conscious, but he lay there, coughing violently, his chest and lungs burning as if they would tear apart.

"Matthew, are you okay?" Zachary asked. "You're a good swimmer. How did you almost drown?"

Matthew was coughing too hard to speak, but he lifted his gaze to Yvonne, who was just climbing out of the water. She walked toward him, her dress and hair soaked and dripping, yet she showed no sign of distress. She looked down at him, a goddess passing judgment, her clear dark eyes reflecting the arrogance and cruelty in his soul.

Without a second thought, Mrs. Gonzalez raised her hand and slapped Matthew hard across the face. "You blind fool! You have a wonderful girl like Yvonne and you don't know how to cherish her. One day, you'll regret this."

Matthew's cheek stung from the force of the blow, but he remained silent.

Queena, however, shielded him protectively. "Mrs. Gonzalez, you've misunderstood! It's all Yvonne's fault. She pulled Matthew into the water and nearly suffocated him, and she ruined your birthday party. I'm her sister; I'll apologize to you on her behalf."

She played the part perfectly—fiercely protective of Matthew, yet heartbroken by her sister's actions.