Although Kendrick always acted like a rascal and sometimes his bossiness annoyed her, Annabelle never wanted to see him get hurt.
Is it really true, as my mother said, that she is a jinx and anyone who gets close to her will have bad luck?
Annabelle thought more and more, and finally burst into tears.
"Don't cry... I'm not dead yet..." came the hoarse voice of a man, followed by a violent cough.
Annabelle instantly woke up and looked at Kendrick, who was lying on the driftwood.
"Kendrick, you scared me to death just now!" she said, as more tears welled up.
He forced out an ugly smile and wiped away her tears.
"How could I bear to let you become a young widow?"
At this point, I was still in the mood to joke with her. Was it really not that serious, or was I just trying to comfort he
