hapter 133 He Saved Her 

Nothing can happen to Quinn! Please, don’t let anything happen to her! 

“Mr. Whitehorn!” The bodyguards who had been secretly protecting Julius emerged, trying to stop him. 

After all, for them, ensuring Julius’s safety was their top priority. 

Julius swiftly sidestepped, dodging one of the bodyguards, while the hand of another bodyguard had already reached out to him. 

However, in the next moment, Julius made a sudden move. With incredible speed, he threw his bodyguard over his shoulder and continued to sprint forward. 

He only had eyes for Quinn right then. 

Everyone watched as Julius plunged into the sea, swimming toward Quinn. 

In these kinds of waves, anyone brave enough to dive in was quite literally risking their life to save another. 

Quinn plunged into the waves, all to save a child. But what about Julius? What could possibly drive the head of the Whitethorn family to dive into the sea like that? Who was he trying to save? 

In the sea, Quinn was desperately swimming toward the child. 

The churning waves of the sea presented a far greater challenge than rescuing someone from a river. 

Even though Quinn was physically fit and an excellent swimmer, she had also specifically learned various methods of water rescue. 

In waters like these, each time she swam, she would skillfully dodge the crests of the waves. Once they had passed, she would then powerfully propel herself forward. 

Despite everything, her physical strength was rapidly decreasing. 

I must save this child! 

Finally, her fingers managed to grasp the child’s arm, allowing a slight sigh of relief to escape from Quinn. 

The child, having swallowed quite a bit of seawater, was barely struggling now, simply letting Quinn guide them back to shore. 

Quinn knew very well she had to swim back to shore as quickly as possible. 

The golden window of rescue was just a few minutes. If she missed that opportunity, even if she managed to get the child back to shore, she feared it might be too late to save them. 

I need to hurry! 

Quinn was swimming as hard as she could, her strength rapidly depleting. Every time a wave hit, it felt like a cruel setback. Just as she and the child seemed to be getting closer, they were pushed further apart again. 

Just when she was growing anxious, a hand suddenly reached out and took hold of the child she was dragging along, giving her a moment to catch her breath. 

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Quinn paused, then realized that the person helping her in the sea at that moment was Julius. 

Thanks to Julius, the trio quickly reached the shore. 

At that moment, the medical staff assigned to the island had already arrived. They took over the child and immediately started performing CPR. 

“Ms. Bridger, Mr. Whitethorn, are you two alright? Do you need a doctor to check on you?” someone asked, stepping forward. 

“Don’t worry, I just need a break.” Quinn panted, staggering slightly to one side. 

Because she had expended too much energy in the ocean just now, she was feeling a bit drained at the 

moment. 

Just as she was trying to steady herself, a hand caught her waist, stabilizing her in time. 

It was a fair hand, with distinct knuckles. Even by just looking at the hand, Quinn knew that the person supporting her at that moment was Julius. 

“Thank you,” said Quinn, “I’m fine now, you can let go of your hand-” 

Before she could finish her sentence, in the next moment, she found herself in Julius’s tight embrace. 

His embrace was firm, yet his hands seemed to exercise extreme restraint, as if he was afraid to grip too tightly for fear of hurting her. 

Quinn was taken aback. “Julius?” 

However, he simply buried his head deep in the crook of her shoulder, breathing in her scent and feeling her warmth. 

Only by pulling her into his embrace did his wavering heart find a hint of tranquility. 

She’s here! She’s alive, and she’s right here in my arms. 

He never knew that he could care so much about someone, deeply concerned about their life and death, their safety and well–being. 

“What’s wrong?” asked Quinn. 

His embrace, though not particularly strong, was impossible to break free from. 

What bothered her even more was that his arms, wrapped around her, were trembling. 

He was shaking terribly, as if he were afraid of something. 

Could it be because of the experience of diving into the sea to save someone earlier? After all, the ocean’s waves were fierce and turbulent. Even in the act of rescue, one could face death at any moment. 

“Don’t be scared,” Quinn whispered soothingly. “Everything’s okay now. We’re safe.” 

“Yeah, everything’s okay now.” His murmuring voice came from the nape of her neck. 

She was safe and sound in his arms, yet for some reason, he couldn’t seem to stop trembling. 

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It wasn’t just his hands that were trembling. His entire body was shaking, too.