The sea breeze was rustling and whistling.
Iris' skirt fluttered as though it was going to take her with it and fly into the air.
The emaciated woman stood on the edge of the deck, swaying in the wind. It felt like she would lose her balance and fall at any moment.
Philip's eyes widened. "Iris, come back here! Come back!"
Iris looked at him, her eyes resolute and determined. She said firmly, "Let me go home, Or else, I'll jump down from here!"
Philip frowned. "Are you threatening me with your life? Even if you jump off, there are doctors on the cruise ship. I won't let you die! Without my permission, you are not allowed to die!"
"Really?"
Iris suddenly smiled. Then, she turned around and jumped down without hesitation!
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The sea was very blue, and it was very windy.
In the distance, the sky was also very clear.