You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 57

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“Someone jumped to the rescue!” Sof the onlookers shouted up.

“Wow, it's a girl who jumped to the rescue, how brave!” “Quick, did anyone call for help?” “Yes.” Everyone gathered around the canal railings and swarmed.

Luther and Charlotte were crowded outside by the onlookers. He, a nobleman, and a group of commoners crowded position, obviously inexperienced, can only watch the crowd to the periphery.

In front of the eyes were all people. They can not see the situation inside.

Luther was anxious for sreason. He did not worry when shouting Charlotte into the water to save people.

Seeing Joyce plunge into the canal, his heart beat and his brain went blank.

It was really impossible to see the condition in the canal.

Luther darted up and ran straight to the river bank under the bridge, and if Joyce rescued people up, it was bound to go up from the river bank.

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He ran with all his might, his heart beating far faster and harder than his feet.

“Luther, wait for me!” Charlotte ran in stride, chasing after him.

He was so fast that she nearly ran out of breath after just a few steps.

The crowd along the way shouted loudly from tto time. “Oh my God, the girl is gone too!” “Both of them have disappeared!” “What to do, what to do?” “Shouldn’t both people be killed?” “I have long said that the current of this canal is not ordinary, and there is an undercurrent underneath. Every year, countless people lose their lives here.” “Hey, it’s a pity about a nice girl who is enthusiastic.” The more Luther listened, the more alarmed he became.

The sky seemed to be windy, the sun was hidden behind a thick layer of clouds. A gust of wind was like a knife scraping through, blowing the leaves rattling straight.

He couldn’t help but winced. He can imagine how cold Joyce would be in the water.

Twas life, more than two minutes in the water, basically meaned death.

He felt his heart hanging by the throat and waited until he ran to the river bank under the bridge.

There was still no movement on the calm canal river.

Luther's heart sank even he himself did not know what was he thinking.

He looked out over the river, gasping for breath. His ears were buzzing and his eyes seemingly blurred. Just when the heart was about to sink to the bottom, just when it was about to despair.

At that moment, a figure suddenly emerged from the water. It was Joyce.

After revealing the water, she tilted her head back and took a big breath.

Then, she held the chin of the man with one hand, so that his mouth and nose was exposed above the water.

Then, she swam sideways to the shore. A whole set was professional rescue action.

The crowd of onlookers instantly boiled over.

Everyone could not help but shout in unison.

“Go for it.” “Go for it.” Luther sighed with relief. He took a few steps forward and actually felt deflated, walking a little unstable.

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He did not hesitate and went straight to the water.

Because the water was a little far from the river bank, Joyce gradually strain, close to the river bank. She felt that she has been deflated, vision began to blur.

That was when Luther stepped forward and took her hand in his.

Joyce exhausted, he pulled her a hand at the right time, too timely.

The warm, strong hands gave her the strength to settle down.

Luther then dragged the man in the water to the shore with force and placed him flat on the shore.

Charlotte only then chased Luther to the river, and she ran out of breath.

Joyce also climbed up from the canal.

She was so tired that she had to crawl, and she didn’t care if her image was wretched.

Once on shore, she dropped to her knees, bracing her hands on the ground and gasping for air.

The ambulance hadn't arrived yet, and Joyce raised her head. Her long, soaked hair was dripping straight down, and she said wearily, “He, needs, artificial respiration.” But she just didn’t have the strength to move anymore.

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