Facade of Love

Chatper 284

Chapter 284 Are You Afraid?

A whole night of heavy rain had left the road slippery and treacherous, especially at higher elevations.

Charlie, with his injured leg and a fever that had raged all night, was showing signs of exhaustion after walking for a while.

Looking at him, I asked worriedly, “Are you okay?”

He gave a slight shake of his head, but his complexion had turned even paler. Worried that he might not have the strength to continue, I reached out to support him, and he did not refuse. He looked at me and muttered, “Thank you.”

I shook my head in return. My guilt and worry overwhelmed me. I could not help but sorry.” My heart ached, knowing that it was all my fault. A wealthy man accustomed to a life of say, “I’m luxury had no reason to endure such danger in a place like this.

He raised an eyebrow and chuckled, “What are you apologizing for? I chose to follow you. Just don’t leave me behind if I can’t walk later.”

Hearing his words, I furrowed my brow. “What are you saying? How could I ever leave you?” Given the circumstances, if I were to leave him behind, what kind of person would I be?

He smiled faintly, his dark eyes seemingly carrying a deeper meaning. I did not have the energy to delve into it. I continued to support him as we walked, taking in our surroundings. Looking at this real–life setting, I realized the insignificance of humanity.

had transformed into thick, lush woods. Towering trees obscured the gray sky above, and underfoot, there was

belatedly noticed that Charlie’s condition was deteriorating rapidly. My heart sank, and I

his eyes slightly and weakly replied, “I’m fine.

pushed himself

the side, and in an instant, I desperately clung to his waist. Despite using all

get injured, I cushioned the fall, but I hit something

His handsome face was still covered in sweat.

the sky.

approached him. He had his eyes closed, and his breath was extremely weak. His expensive

said, my voice involuntarily trembling, as I reached out to touch his forehead,

sensing my actions, he slightly opened his eyes and looked

tears; it was already a critical situation, and he was still insisting that

or even our phones. They had all been buried in our rush to escape the cave.

on, panic surged within me. “Mr. Yates, we might… be lost.”

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