On the island.
The weather was still a little cold now.
Gemma clasped her arms and was dragged into a dilapidated house by a man.
She was in such a low mood that she lay in bed and pretended to be asleep.
It wasn't until she heard the man next to her snoring that she opened her eyes cautiously.
She looked around and found that everything here was strange. And it was very dark.
The man thought she was a child and thought she was asleep, so he didn't tie her feet.
But her hands were tightly tied with hemp rope.
While holding her breath, Gemma looked around and found that there happened to be a discarded piece of iron in the room. She hurriedly used the piece of iron t o cut the rope around her hands.
The door of the room was locked, but the window could be opened.
Feeling very lucky, Gemma gingerly jumped out of the window. Then she ran to a cruise ship parked nearby and hid in a corner.
Looking at the dimly visible lights on the other side, she gritted her teeth and wanted to jump into the sea. But she was worried that the vast ocean would swallow her up.
At this time, a small boat came along with lights on and there was a man casting nets for fishing.
Gemma knew it must be a fisherman, so she shouted loudly.
"Sir, help me. I've been kidnapped."
As soon as the old man on the small boat heard Gemma's shout, he was startled and he hurriedly brought the boat over.
Gemma was crying her eyes out. The old man saw that she was so pathetic, so he took her off the cruise ship and onto his boat.
"Don't cry, child. I'll take you back to shore."
Gemma looked nervously and fearfully at the island which was getting farther and farther away from her. She was worried that the man on the island would find that she was gone and came after her.
When the fisherman pulled up to shore in his boat, Gemma stood in the bow of the boat and saw a tall figure preparing to board a ship.
It was the big bad wolf!
Gemma shouted quickly.
"Big Bad Wolf, Big Bad Wolf!"
The old man thought it was this man who kidnapped this little girl, he was so scared that he held Gemma tightly in his arms and refused to let her go ashore.
Liam heard Gemma's voice and hurriedly looked in the direction of her.
"Gemma!"
"Hey, you, let her go!" Liam roared when he saw it was an old man who was holding Gemma.
There was an anxiety in his voice, but for the moment he looked at the old man with alarm.
Was his precious daughter kidnapped by that old man?
Liam rushed over.
Because the old man's boat hadn't yet docked, Liam jumped directly into the sea and climbed onto the boat. He was just about to punch this old man.
Fortunately, Gemma shouted to stop him, "It's not him! He saved me."
The old man held Gemma and refused to let go. He kept asking Gemma, "Who is he? Don't be afraid, I will call the police. I will protect you."
Gemma laughed, "It doesn't matter, he's my daddy."
The old man looked at Gemma and then at Liam. Well, they did look alike. Then he smiled.
"You look like father and daughter. You look so alike!"
The old man's words made Liam very happy.
Of course his daughter looked like him!
Liam hurriedly pulled Gemma into his arms. Seeing her little face was red with cold, he took Gemma in his arms and held her tightly.
"Who has the guts to do this to you?"
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