I purposely said it without hiding anything because I hoped they would believe me. However, the sailors had lost their patience.
The man who had hesitated earlier now frowned. His face turned gloomy and he grabbed a thick tree branch. Then without any warning, he struck me hard across my back.
The coarse wood tore into my skin and sent searing pain through my body. Then he said, "You’re clever, I’ll give you that. If it weren’t for Miss Shepard conveniently going live, I might’ve actually believed you.
"See, Jacob … didn’t I tell you? Women are all liars. Don’t get soft again, okay?"
"If the island's owner knows about this matter and knows that we don't know his future wife. I don't know how the island's owner will punish us."
Amidst the snickering of the other sailors, the man known as Jacob became a bit annoyed. He angrily grabbed my injured side arm, yanked me forward and dragged me into a room filled with the smell of blood.
I screamed as a sharp pain shot through my arm and it became numb completely.
One of them became annoyed, grabbed a wooden rod and swung it at me while yelling, “What are you yelling for? You almost got me in trouble!”