Chapter 212: Chapter 212: I Gave You a Chance, But You Refused
Ashley Shaw’s fine eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn’t retort.
Because what Warren Prescott said this time wasn’t wrong. Such a position is indeed very dangerous.
And now is not the time to argue with Warren Prescott about how to rescue a drowning person.
Ashley Shaw said, "Let’s get Ariana Grant out of the water first."
After speaking, she was about to wave her right hand when Warren Prescott grabbed it.
"People without strength should stay out of the way. I’ll do it."
Although it was out of concern, his words came out differently.
"I..." Ashley Shaw looked at the coughing Ariana Grant, still wanting to help, but in the next moment, Warren Prescott effortlessly pulled her aside with one hand.
When she turned around in the water, she saw Warren Prescott already pulling Ariana Grant by the arm towards the shore.
Now that she was away from the bottom of the pool, Ariana Grant’s rationality returned, and she no longer clung to her rescuer like an octopus.
Of course, it could also be because Warren Prescott had such a cold aura that she didn’t dare to move at all.
Didn’t dare to move an inch.
So the whole process went very smoothly, and Ariana Grant was quickly brought ashore.
Ashley Shaw hurriedly swam to the shore.
Without having to drag Ariana, she felt much lighter, and some of her strength returned.
However, when she reached the shore, her legs were still somewhat weak.
But she couldn’t worry about herself and quickly walked over to Ariana Grant, who was sitting on the ground coughing, and gently patted her back.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Ariana Grant coughed laboriously, continuously spitting out mouthfuls of pool water.
Her expression remained dazed. From the moment she fell into the water until now, it might have been only two or three minutes, but for her, it felt like a century.
After coughing out all the water, Ariana Grant greedily gasped for air.
Surviving a disaster, there was no relief, only fear.
She caught a glimpse of the worry on Ashley Shaw’s face with her peripheral vision and hurriedly restrained her terrified expression, forcing a smile.
"Don’t look at me like that. You’re staring at me so affectionately; it’s making me blush."
Ariana Grant put on a coy expression.
But Ashley Shaw knew very well that she was trying to lighten the mood.
"The doctor said your stitches shouldn’t get wet before they’re removed, but now you’re..." Ashley Shaw’s words were not finished, but her eyes turned red, tears rolling down her cheeks, and her voice began to choke.
It was all her fault. She was the one who brought Ariana here.
When Grandpa Prescott called her for dinner, she could have said Ariana was injured and it was inconvenient for her to come over.
But she didn’t, and on the way, she even joked with Ariana about testing her chess skills with Elder Prescott.
Now, thinking about it, her heart was filled with regret.
"It’s okay. I’m fine now, right? Don’t cry."
Ariana Grant hadn’t seen Ashley Shaw cry much, and she clumsily tried to wipe her tears.
But Ashley Shaw was soaked, and she herself was too, so when she wiped Ashley’s face, the pool water mixed with tears, making it look like there were even more droplets.
Warren Prescott glanced down, seeing her eyes red like a rabbit’s, and his brows furrowed slightly.
"What’s there to cry about? People who don’t know might think you’re the one who fell in."
Warren Prescott’s words weren’t pleasant, but they were effective.
Ashley Shaw, for the sake of saving face, forcibly held back her tears.
She reached out to grab Ariana Grant’s hand to check her stitched area.
There was no bleeding from the wound, but it was a bit pale.
Not sure if it was just soaked or infected.
"I’ll take you to the hospital," she said, sniffling.
But before the two could stand up, a group of people rushed over from the pool entrance.
It was Claudia Jennings and Elder Prescott.
Of course, along with them was Rosalind Lynch following behind Claudia Jennings.
Upon seeing the state of Ashley Shaw, Ariana Grant, and Warren Prescott, Rosalind Lynch’s meticulously drawn eyebrows knitted together.
What is Ashley Shaw up to?
Such a fuss over swimming, with the housekeeper rushing over frantically saying something might have happened, one would think she had drowned.
Yet she followed Claudia Jennings in such a hurry, only to find out that nothing happened to them.
Elder Prescott might have hurried over, seeming a bit breathless, but seeing Ashley Shaw and Ariana Grant drenched, he immediately asked, "What happened?"
If it was just swimming, the two wouldn’t have gone into the water in the clothes they came in.
Furthermore, Ashley Shaw’s appearance obviously showed she had just cried.
Ashley Shaw didn’t want the elderly to worry, so she forced a smile and said, "The two of us were having too much fun and accidentally fell into the pool."
"Then what’s up with Warren? Was he also having too much fun and fell in?"
Elder Prescott wasn’t foolish and clearly didn’t believe her words.
Ashley Shaw choked at the throat, and now the situation started making sense to her.
Right, she was just in such a rush and forgot to find out what actually happened.
She hadn’t even had a chance to ask when her peripheral vision caught Jillian Lynch, in her swimsuit, quietly walking towards Rosalind Lynch.
Anyone with eyes could see the guilt in Jillian Lynch’s demeanor.
Ashley Shaw’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly stepped toward Jillian Lynch, ending up blocking the way between the Lynch sisters.
Rosalind Lynch spoke displeased, "Ashley Shaw, why are you standing in front of me?"
She was wearing a Chanel summer embroidered bodycon slip dress, which couldn’t get wet.
With Ashley Shaw soaking wet, what would happen if the drops splattered onto her new Chanel outfit?
This dress of hers cost forty-seven thousand.
But Ashley Shaw didn’t even turn her head, basically ignoring Rosalind Lynch, and instead, her eyes were coldly fixed on Jillian Lynch in front of her.
Jillian Lynch, feeling guilty and annoyed, wondered how coincidental it was that Ashley Shaw appeared?
Originally, she planned to fetch Ariana Grant once she drank enough water, and if Ariana Grant dared to complain, she would turn the tables, claiming Ariana was telling lies like a dog biting Lucius.
But before she had a chance to jump in, Ashley Shaw showed up.
What bad luck.
Why is Ashley Shaw everywhere?
No wonder her sister dislikes her so much!
But Ashley Shaw’s gaze was so sharp, carrying a tangible edge, that it quickly suppressed Jillian Lynch’s annoyance.
Leaving only guilt.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
Ashley Shaw curled a cold smile at the corner of her lips.
She wasn’t blind; she could read the guilt in Jillian Lynch’s eyes.
The eyes don’t lie.
Ariana’s fall into the water must be related to this girl.
Just that Jillian Lynch was still young, Ashley Shaw decided to give her a chance to come clean, so she intentionally asked, "You’ve been here all along, why didn’t you save Ariana when you saw her fall in?"
Jillian Lynch noticed everyone looking at her, and her heart raced.
"I... before she came over, I’d already been swimming for a long time and was exhausted. And... and I was planning to jump in to save her, but you came over and jumped in before me. That’s why I didn’t move from the shore."
"Is that so?" Ashley Shaw’s eyes turned completely cold.
It seemed the opportunity she gave Jillian Lynch to confess wasn’t wanted.
If she didn’t want it, then don’t blame her for bullying a kid.