Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
Chapter 482

Kendra then seized Lindsey’s arm and announced to Monica, “Ms.

Hughes, you’re right.

Lindsey adores the violin.

She’s been longing for a chance to play for you, perhaps to receive some guidance.

”

Monica regarded Kendra with a look of disdain, then turned to Lindsey with a warm smile.

“Alright, that’s fine by me.

”

Lindsey lifted her gaze to the violin resting on the shelf by the pool.

It had been ages since she last played, and the sight of her old instrument stirred something deep within her.

Yet, she dismissed the thought with a shake of her head.

“No, let’s not.

It’s been too long.

I’ve probably forgotten how to play,” she said.

“Just give it a try.

There’s hardly anyone around.

It won’t hurt,”

Monica coaxed, her voice as encouraging as it was years ago.

While Lindsey wavered, Kendra reached out, seized Lindsey’s arm, and tugged her toward the violin.

“Come on, Linds, Ms.

Hughes is right.

This chance is rare.

Stop making excuses.

There’s no need to play shy,” she urged.

“Kendra, stop it.

Let me go,” Lindsey protested, detesting Kendra’s grip on her.

But Kendra was relentless, pressing Lindsey’s hand against the violin.

“Stop being stubborn, Linds.

I’m just thinking of you.

You loved the violin.

It’s only because of your dad you stopped.

You’ve held that grudge for years.

I know you’re dying to play again.

Don’t be shy.

”

Domenic was about to intervene as he watched Kendra’s persistent hold, but before he could act, the scuffle sent Lindsey tumbling forward into the pool.

With a splash, she hit the water.

“Oh no! Linds! Someone help!” Kendra crouched by the poolside, tears streaming down her face, yet a slight smile betrayed her true feelings.

She was the one who had nudged Lindsey into the water during their scuffle.

As the onlookers gasped amidst the splash, a shadowy figure shed his coat and dove into the pool with haste.

Lindsey emerged, gasping for air, only to be hoisted up by someone.

Domenic had come to her rescue.

His wet hair was on his forehead, and his shirt clung to his toned physique.

He snatched up his jacket from the ground and wrapped it around Lindsey, who was trembling slightly.

His hands, large and restless, held her drenched shoulders as he scanned her worriedly.

“Linds, are you alright?”

Lindsey fluttered her eyelashes open to look at Domenic.

She had seen him leap into the water without a second thought to save her.

Now, soaked to the skin, droplets slid down from his damp hair, but he seemed oblivious to his own state, concern etched in his gaze.

“Were you terrified? Don’t worry.

I’m here with you now.

” He gently patted her head.

With a face full of emotions, Lindsey pursed her lips before erupting into laughter.

“I can swim just fine.

Nevertheless, I’m truly touched by your gallant act of rescue, risking your own safety for me.

”

Domenic breathed out a sigh of relief, gently tapping her forehead.

“Regardless of your aquatic prowess, I’d come to your rescue regardless.

But it’s evident our acquaintance lacks depth.

Let’s converse at length later.

I wish to know more about you.

”