Facade of Love

Chapter 115 Does It Hurt to See Him Like This?

Suddenly, a dozen guys came barreling down the stairs, heading straight for Liam and Idris. I froze, my eyes wide as I watched the brawl unfold before me.

“Please stop fighting! Stop!” Moore’s voice pierced the air, her terror palpable as she cowered in the corner, too scared to move an inch.

I sprinted to Sweety’s side, shielding her with my b*dy, my eyes darting to the brawl unfolding before us. The Young brothers might have been silver–spoon kids, but they threw punches like street fighters, and with their black belts in Taekwondo, they held their own even when outnumbered.

However, Idris was at a disadvantage with his injured hand, and it showed.

The moment Idris floored a beefy guy, Noah whipped out a knife, lightning–fast, and lunged.

My heart stopped. “Watch out!” I yelled.

Idris, with reflexes like a cat, spun around at my shout. He caught Noah’s wrist and, with a fierce twist, snapped it. The knife clattered to the ground.

Without missing a beat, Idris’s leg whipped around in a spinning kick, landing a solid hit to Noah’s groin. Noah’s howl could have shattered glass, echoing off the mountains long after

cries still hung in the air, the cops swarmed in, guns drawn, barking orders, “Freeze! Down on the ground, hands on your

and I let out a

Jackson checked everyone was okay, then gave Liam and Idris a nod before his team hauled

her eyes glazed over. Officer Jackson exhaled a weary breath. “Ambulance is up front. Get the injured

a whirlwind. After a quick thanks, I scooped Sweety into my

hand on my shoulder, giving me a look that said he would handle it. “I’ve got this,” he said, and with that, he scooped Sweety up in his arms and

behind them, not sparing a thought for

not realize I had been holding. Maxwell came over, gave me a once–over, and with a relieved smile,

stared at him, my brain a beat too slow, and then it

else could he have shown up out of the blue?

He rang me up, all worried about you. You were so desperate to find him earlier, so when he called, I filled him in on Sweety’s situation. He’s the one

that Noah might be here, then of course Idris could too. His

as they stepped out with Officer Jackson.

head around Idris rushing over, but why was Moore here too?

and after a few words with me, he