Chapter 1500: Chapter 1500

Chapter 1500

Hannah shared, “Our river water comes from melted snow on the mountains, it’s super clear, and the fish in it are all natural. They taste fantastic, and the meat is really tender. My dad said a pound of fish could fetch around a hundred bucks on the outside. You’d regret it if you don’t try it.”

Jarvis, a rich kid who had tasted all sorts of delicacies, took Hannah’s suggestion. “From the way you described it, I’m practically starving. I’ll stick around for dinner then, just to piss off Steven.”

Speaking of Steven, Hannah sneaked a glance to her left, and sure enough, she saw his towering figure standing there like a statue.

Hannah couldn’t understand why he was still here when she clearly despised him. The Steven in her memory was never this pathetic. Whatever, forget him.

*Jarvis, could you give me a hand?”

Jarvis was quick to lend her a hand. “Ready to head back?”

“We’re going to see if anyone’s caught any fish by the river, then we can buy it and grill it.” Hannah’s legs were a bit numb, and she needed Jarvis’ support to stand steady, so they were standing pretty close.e2

To prevent her from falling, Jarvis quickly wrapped his arm around her waist. After making sure she was steady, he immediately removed his hand. But their movements were still seen by Steven, who was standing behind them, and he misunderstood as if they were cuddling and whispering sweet nothings.

Steven stared at them, his eyes filled with rage, as if he was ready to breathe fire, wishing he could burn Jarvis to ashes.

Jarvis felt it, turned his head, looked at him, and gave a provocative grin. “Hannah, the path to the river is muddy, and it’ll be tough to walk. I think I should just carry

you.”

Hannah, oblivious to Jarvis’ intentional words for Steven to hear, replied, “The doctor told me I need to walk more to get stronger. Just support me when I can’t.

walk.”

Jarvis, “Alright, I’ll help you walk then.”

The path to the river was muddy and uneven, making it hard for Hannah to walk. Jarvis was a bit worried. “Hannah, either I carry you, or you sit somewhere and wait for me to get the fish.”

Hannah, “I’m fine. I can walk.”

Just as Jarvis was about to say something, Steven, who had been trailing them from a distance, suddenly caught up. Taking advantage of their inattention, he strode forward and scooped Hannah up. Before she could even see his face, Hannah knew it wasn’t Jarvis who was holding her, but Steven.

She struggled, “Let me go!”

Steven, with a gloomy expression. “If you don’t care about your legs, go ahead and struggle.”

Perhaps she was used to his threats. Scared by his words, Hannah immediately stopped moving.

“Hannah? Is that you?” A villager carrying a fishing rod and a bucket came over. As he got closer, he recognized Hannah. “Hannah, it really is you!” Hannah also recognized the villager, who was her dad’s cousin Dales. “Dales, it’s me. Have you just finished fishing, and are you heading home?”

Hannah gave Steven a look, hinting that he should put her down. It was impolite to hold her like this while talking to someone else. But Steven didn’t care about any of that.