Facade of Love

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.

lush woods. Towering trees obscured the gray sky above, and underfoot, there was

was deteriorating rapidly. My heart sank, and I

and weakly replied, “I’m fine. Let’s

pushed himself up

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

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

His handsome face was still covered in sweat. He gazed at me, his brow furrowing, and leaned against something while looking up

the sky.

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

I said, my voice involuntarily trembling, as I reached

he slightly opened his eyes and looked at me,

on the verge of tears; it was already a critical situation, and he was still insisting that he was fine.

that we had no map, compass, or even our phones. They had all been buried in our rush to escape the cave. We had nothing;

was struggling to hold on, panic surged