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.

blood boil. He walked over grimly like a soul slayer and, before the two robust men could realize it, he sent one of them sprawling onto the floor and kicked the other

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

kept her at a safe distance from the two fallen men, and then he walked back to them. He hauled one man up, twisted one of

exercising her wrists, the other man’s arm got broken

hands. Seeing his rage, Debbie started to worry whether Carlos would kill them. Those men cried and yelled as if they were pigs

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 had

asked Debbie coldly. Debbie was surprised at the question. Since Carlos had beaten the two men up without saying anything, she had assumed that he would never bother to ask the cause of the matter. ‘Did

second. She pointed at the Lucky peace buckle on the showcase and said, “They forced me to buy that

the Lucky peace buckle and didn’t utter

for $28, @00, but it wasn’t worth that much. Of course I wouldn’t buy it. Then they

also snatched away my purse and wanted to

only one glance, Carlos knew that the Lucky peace