Joey immediately got out of bed and threw herself into Frederic's arms. "Frederic..."
They had just experienced a life-and-death separation, and the pain they felt couldn't be put into words. They just held each other tightly, everything they wanted to say stuck in their throats.
Frederic looked at Joey with red eyes and kissed her forehead again and again. Feeling Joey's body temperature, feeling her breath, he knew that this was not a dream but a real scene. He had really found Joey. She was still alive. "Joey, I'm sorry. I'm late."
Joey's tears streamed down her face. "Frederic, Scarlett kicked me several times. I don't know how long I've been drifting at sea. I was so scared, afraid that our baby was gone."
Scarlett's kicks had been very hard, each one landing on her lower abdom
