Isabella Weaver almost thought she had misheard!
Harry Hunter is alive!
He's going to marry Cherry Lewis?
Was she and Harry Hunter in a fake marriage?
The high fever had already left her brain in turmoil, and now it was even more chaotic.
It had only been five days since she jumped off the plane and fell into the sea!
How could he be marrying Cherry Lewis already?
Isabella's heart was in agony. She got out of bed and staggered out of the room. The sea breeze blew in, and she fell against the wind, unable to support herself.
Outside was pitch black, and the fishermen on the island had taken their small boats out to fish. As far as the eye could see, it was an endless ocean.
This was truly a deserted island; she couldn't return!
Tears welled up in Isabella's eyes.
She had never betrayed Harry Hunter, but what about him?
Everything he gave her, was it true or just an illusion?
As dawn broke with a faint glimmer of light in the east, the fishermen returned one after another.
