Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter: 187

Her phone was still ringing on the floor. When she saw the caller ID

“Old Man’ on the screen, she almost cried with joy.

He had come. For her!

Carlos glanced at the storekeeper, walked to the door of the bedroom at a steady pace, and kicked it open.

What he saw inside the room made his heart tighten into a knot. His face purpled in rage.

The girl was held on the floor by two men. Her clothes were a mess. Her face was pressed against the floor, her mouth covered. Her hands had been twisted behind her back.

robust men could realize it, he sent

held her in his arms. Her hair was all messed up. He gently brushed the disheveled hair out of her eyes and asked in a whisper, “Are you okay?” There were some scratches on her face. Worried that it might hurt, he didn’t touch

teardrops flowing down her cheeks, Debbie nodded to convey to him that she

the two fallen men, and then he walked back to them. He hauled one man up, twisted one of his arms behind his back, and then with one snap, dislocated

her wrists, the other man’s arm got broken

with his own bare hands. Seeing his rage, Debbie started to worry whether Carlos would kill them. Those men cried and yelled as if they were pigs being taken to an abattoir. After a long while that seemed like a

relaxed his wrists, helped Debbie up, and carried her out of the room. When they came outside, the storekeeper was waiting for Carlos, on his knees. Obviously, he had realized that he

up without saying anything, she had

the showcase and said, “They forced me to buy that Lucky peace buckle and wouldn’t let me

the Lucky peace

worth that much. Of course I wouldn’t

away my purse and wanted to swipe my

Carlos knew that the Lucky peace buckle