Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk (Williams and Shawn)

Lillian fumbled around in the dim light seeping through the vent, realizing she was dealing with a blanket. It was so encrusted with filth that its original color was lost, reeking of a stench that could turn anyone's stomach. Who knew how long it had gone unwashed?

"Ugh—" Lillian gagged instinctively. Earlier, she'd already thrown up several times from seasickness. With nothing left in her stomach but acid, there wasn't much else to bring up. Overwhelmed by disgust, she kicked the blanket away, appalled.

Life with the Fisher family had been all comfort and ease, leaving her unprepared for such hardships. Even when her mom was alive working as a housekeeper, Lillian had never faced anything like this. Hugging her knees, she cried softly, her tears lost to the sound of crashing waves.

The winter air was biting, and at sea, the night was even colder. She shivered uncontrollably, her lips turning blue, feeling as if her blood was freezing in her veins. In the end, survival instincts kicked in, and she wrapped herself in the stinky blanket.

After a harrowing journey, Lillian finally reached Country Z. Days at sea had left her without proper food or rest, and she had lost weight, her body reeking from the lack of a bath. Even the men sent to drag her off the boat were taken aback by the smell.

"Jeez! She stinks!" one of them exclaimed, tearing the tape from her mouth in disgust and untying her before tossing her into the sea. "Get yourself cleaned up; you're stinking up the place."

The ship docked at a pier, where there were no sharks, but Lillian's inability to swim made being thrown overboard a real danger. The person who tossed her seemed clueless about this. Flailing in the water, she cried for help.noveldrama

At first, the man thought she was bluffing, watching with a smirk from the shore. "Yeah, keep splashing around and clean yourself up before seeing the boss," he chuckled. The "boss" was Joshua's right-hand man, Thomas.

The port was

as in Havenbrook, a

northern city where early spring temperatures hovered around freezing. The seawater was brutally cold, and Lillian's shivering turned into spasms, her lips turning blue. She gulped in seawater, making breathing harder. Her struggles weakened, and as she started to sink, the onlookers began to worry.

"Damn it! You really can't swim? Now I have to jump in after you?" the man cursed. But in the freezing weather, he was hesitant to dive in. Spotting an orange life ring nearby, he grabbed it and threw it into the water. "Grab the life ring and get yourself out; no way I'm jumping into that icy water!"

The life ring splashed down, but Lillian was too weak to reach it. Seeing her sinking, the man cursed again and reluctantly jumped in He managed to pull her out, but she had swallowed a lot of seawater and was out cold from the exposure.

"Is she dead?" the man muttered, a hint of worry in his voice.

Another guy nearby frowned, "Seriously, man, is this what you call cleaning her up?"

Shivering, the first man replied, "You have no idea how bad she smelled. I lost it. Who knew she couldn't swim? This is just my luck. Now I'm freezing. Get her to a doctor before things get worse. I'm going to change and warm up."