My Crippled Husband Regrets Saving His First Love

That move just now left the people who had been criticizing me completely stunned.

"What the… is he out of his mind? He can’t even swim! What was he thinking, jumping in like that? Isn’t that just making things worse?"

"No wonder his wife tried to stop him earlier. He just wanted to play the hero and forgot he didn’t even have the ability!"

"Enough with the sarcasm! Can any of you swim? Someone go save them, now!"

At the scene, there were only a few elderly folks around, barely able to stand without help.

If there had been anyone capable nearby, Jeremiah wouldn’t have been the one to jump.

Watching the two of them about to sink, my son finally panicked.

"You’re just going to stand there and let Dad and Aunt Savannah drown? Go save them!"

I looked at him, my gaze cold. "Why don’t you go?"

He stomped his foot in frustration. "You know I can’t swim!"

Watching Jeremiah bob in and out of the water, I let out a cold laugh.

"You can still save someone even if you can’t swim. Just like your dad, so brave, so manly."

My words left my son stunned. He could only pace back and forth along the water’s edge, anxious and helpless.

"Aunt Savannah, don’t be scared! I’ll find a way to save you!"

I had no interest in continuing this pitiful little drama. Instead, I lowered my head and began searching.

According to my memories from my past life, today was the day Lilith Guerrero from Guerrero Group would take a walk here and accidentally drop one of her earrings.

It wasn’t just valuable, it was a keepsake from her grandfather, something deeply sentimental.

Lilith had offered a two-million reward. In the past, a child eventually found it buried beneath a sandcastle.

But now, having lived one more life, I was naturally a step ahead of everyone else.

Soon enough, I unearthed the sky-blue earring and tucked it safely away.

Meanwhile, Jeremiah and Savannah were dragged ashore, both collapsing onto the ground like lifeless fish.

Savannah coughed up several mouthfuls of filthy water, then spat furiously in the direction of the unconscious Jeremiah.

"Damn it! How can someone be this stupid? Dumber than a pig! He almost got me killed!"

"If you can’t swim, then stay on land and watch! God, what a burden!"

My son rushed over with my sun jacket and gently draped it over Savannah’s shoulders.

"Aunt Savannah, please don’t be upset. You have to understand how my dad felt. He was terrified something might happen to you."

"Even though he can’t swim, he still jumped in. That just shows how important you are to him."

Savannah had just crawled back from the edge of death and had no patience left. She shot him a glare and stormed off in a huff.

Only when she completely disappeared from view did my son finally pull his gaze away.

"Dad, Aunt Savannah’s gone. Stop pretending... Dad? Dad?"

No matter how loudly he called, Jeremiah kept his eyes tightly shut.

His belly was grotesquely swollen, as if it might burst, and filthy water trickled endlessly from the corners of his mouth.

"Mom, come look! What’s wrong with Dad?!"

With nowhere else to turn, my son finally remembered me.

I answered flatly, "It’s nothing. He’s probably just asleep."

"Really?"

He looked half-convinced, but someone nearby had already dialed for an ambulance, just in case.

When they lifted Jeremiah onto the stretcher, he stirred.

"Sa… Savannah…"

Still calling for Savannah. He didn’t even realize yet that he’d never walk again in this lifetime.

I spoke gently, "She’s fine. She went home by herself."

Only then did Jeremiah seem to relax, his eyes slowly drifting shut, as if he had nothing left to worry about.

As the ambulance pulled away, my son suddenly turned to me.

"Aren’t you going to the hospital with Dad?"

I glanced around.

More and more people had arrived, all searching for the earring. Lilith herself would show up soon.

"No time."

"No time?"

My son’s eyes widened in disbelief. "He’s your husband! How can you be so heartless?"