Facade of Love

Chapter 282 Implicated

The cave entrance was blocked, and I could only sense Charlie in front of me. I called out nervously, “Mr. Yates, are you okay?”

“Yeah,” came the low voice from above. Hearing his voice, I breathed a sigh of relief.

I bent over, attempting to stand up, but I heard a low, restrained sound beside me, “Hiss!”

Hearing Charlie’s voice, I quickly asked, “What happened? Are you injured?”

Everything around us was pitch black, and I could only grip his clothing tightly as I inquired. Charlie’s voice was low as he responded, “I’m fine. Let’s figure out a way to get out of here.”

This place was blocked, and we could not get out. If we stayed here for too long, we would run out of oxygen.

Without thinking too much, I began to feel around, trying to find an exit.

Luckily, after a short time, I came across some fabric. It was the place where we had rested last night, and the campfire had been extinguished. However, some things had not been completely buried. Inch had brought many items in last night, and relying on my memory, I found a lighter.

I lit a fire and ignited a few pieces of charcoal. With some light in the cave, I could vaguely make out the surroundings. I turned to look at Charlie, and I was relieved to see him still in his original position. I was about to say something when the light revealed his trapped leg under a large stone.

dark earlier, and I could not see his pale face or his forehead, which was

saw him enduring the pain in silence and my heart clenched. I struggled to find

his lips and said, “I seem to be out of strength right now. You should try to move the stone. If you can’t,

and did not waste time arguing with him. I raised my hand to try and move the stone, saying, “I won’t just leave you. I’ll move it even if I die

living a comfortable life for too long and was somewhat spoiled. I could not even budge the stone from its position. But

to a somewhat prone position, probably due to the

trying to free his leg on his own, but every time he exerted force, his face grew even paler.

voice was trembling. “Moving like this will ruin your leg. Please, don’t move. I’ll figure something

to the panic, I searched around for any tools we could use, but

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usable tools

and took a deep breath. Seeing him in such pain made me increasingly

had no tools, the only thing that came to mind was to rely on brute force. Yes, brute force. He was injured, but I was not.

Then, once again, with all my might, I tried moving the stone that weighed fifty or sixty kilograms.

aside and rushed

baffled, looking at him with confusion.