Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 428

Seeing no signs of desolation on his face, I did not go out of my way to comfort him. I simply said, "When we return to the country, I'll find the best doctor to treat you. You'll definitely recover."

He glanced at me, raising an eyebrow. "Return to our country?" He sighed, his smile turning bitter. "Do you really think I can go back, considering my current condition? That's wishful thinking."

Seeing him so disheartened, I could not help but say, "Why is it wishful thinking? Why can't you go back? I..." Then, I lowered my voice and looked at him, saying, "As long as the police find this place and apprehend everyone involved, we can go back."

After hearing me out, he looked at me, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Young lady, I have never asked you before, but how did you end up here?"

At this point, I had nothing to hide from him, and I explained everything in detail.

After hearing my story, he narrowed his eyes slightly, scrutinizing me. "So, you were brought here against your will? You even nearly cost Lucas his life?"

I nodded. I had been here for so long that I was almost starting to forget who I was. I took a deep breath and looked at Chandler, saying with a wry smile, "It was not exactly against my will. To be precise, I came here voluntarily."

He was somewhat surprised. "Voluntarily?"

I nodded, recalling the past, feeling a bit bitter.

Seeing my expression, Chandler narrowed his eyes and said, "From the looks of it, it's not really voluntary. It seems more like you sacrificed yourself for someone else. Could it be that you're here to save your loved one, so you have no choice but to come?

Seeing his inquisitive look, I felt a bit awkward for a moment. I smiled dryly and said, "Regardless of how it happened, that's more or less everything. By the way, I haven't asked you yet. I heard that you've been undercover here for many years, looking for evidence against Kenneth. Have you found it? And why didn't he kill you? Did you happen to discover something about him that he doesn't want anyone to know?"

I bombarded him with a series of questions, and he pursed his lips, leaning against the iron gate and looking at me. "Young lady, is this your real reason for getting close to me?"

His words left me momentarily speechless, and I sighed, saying, "Call it what you will, but even if you don't want to tell me, I'll still help you. In fact, I've already found a way to contact the police in our home country. If everything goes as planned, it won't be long before they find this place. When that happens, you can go back as well."

He furrowed his brow and looked at me in surprise. "You've managed to contact the police in our home country?"

I nodded. Seeing his surprise, I reassured him, saying, "You don't need to doubt it. I have my ways."

He squinted his cloudy eyes, almost lost in thought, and asked, "What on earth is he planning?" It was clear that he was not addressing me with this question.

I was puzzled and looked at him, asking, "He? Who are you talking about?"