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.

face or his forehead, which

I saw him enduring the pain in silence and my heart clenched. I struggled to find the words and started, “You…” Why did he not

try to move the stone. If you can’t, then go find a way out on your own. Don’t worry about

brow 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.

somewhat spoiled. I could not even budge the stone from its position. But as I looked at Charlie’s face,

a somewhat prone position, probably due to the pain in his trapped leg. His entire face

free his leg on his own, but every time he exerted

“Moving like this will ruin

any tools we could use, but there was

2/2

tools

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

on brute force. Yes, brute force. He was injured, but I was not. I

back to the stone that was pinning Charlie down. Then, once again, with all my might, I tried moving the stone that weighed fifty

quickly moved the stone aside and rushed to inspect his injury. However, before I could even touch it, he quickly avoided my

at him