Marrying the Ugly Heir for Truth and Wealth novel Chapter 194

A dull thud echoed through the silence.

Christina fell heavily into what seemed like a pit, with the smell of dirt filling her nostrils and making her cough.

She realized her ankle was injured as soon as she moved.

Before she could react, she heard the sound of something heavier falling in beside her.

“Christina, are you hurt?”

A man’s low magnetic voice came through the darkness, followed by the faint moonlight revealing the

man’s face.

“Francis?”

Christina was so angry that she hit him on the head.

“Why didn’t you tell me it was you earlier? You scared me!”

Francis rubbed his head. He wasn’t angry; instead, he simply chuckled. “I told you not to run, so how could you blame me?”

He added, “This area was rented out to a film crew for filming, and many areas are still under construction. You’re bound to get hurt if you run around.”

Christina rolled her eyes in frustration.

No wonder the streetlights suddenly went out. The film crew had finished filming and left.

What an embarrassing blunder I’ve made!

“You need to call for help. I sprained my foot and can’t move now,” Christina said, looking up at Francis.

Judging from the length of time she had been falling, the pit was not shallow and was actually very deep.

Climbing up without tools or assistance was impossible.

Francis patted both his empty pockets helplessly.

“I was filming just now and didn’t bring my phone. What about you?”

Christina had brought hers, but it had fallen out when she fell.

She sighed lightly, feeling as if even the heavens were playing a trick on her.

They could only wait until someone noticed they were missing and came to look for them.

“It’s just my bad luck,” Christina said, sighing.

“Don’t be so down. So many people want to spend a night with a big celebrity like me, yet they never get the chance to. Yet, you sigh?” Francis sat next to her as he said that in a teasing tone. He added with a snort, “I didn’t even complain about you, but you’re already complaining about me?”

Christina was amused by his teasing and laughed. “You’re never serious,”

“Why bother being serious? Nobody cares about me anyway.” Francis said with a scoff.

His father had not returned to his mother’s villa recently, so she cried every day. He didn’t know how to comfort her.

He knew from a young age that some things were only temporary.

One day they would have to leave, and he wouldn’t be able to hold on to anything.

Coincidentally, a director found him and offered him a job, and he accepted it simply because he thought it would be a fun thing to do.

Francis, who was usually carefree, was suddenly emotional, leaving Christina at a loss for words.

The two sat together, not knowing how much time had passed until Christina started to feel sleepy.

The cold wind kept blowing, making her feel even colder and more exhausted.

Suddenly, warmth spread from her shoulders.

Francis was dressed in an ancient costume for the film. Right now, he had taken off his cloak and draped it over Christina.

“Don’t give me your clothes. You’ll catch a cold and blame me later,” Christina said, trying to return the cloak to him.

In fact, she had a sweater on underneath, so it wasn’t too cold for her.

“No need. I’m wearing an ancient costume, so there are quite a lot of layers.” Francis said, holding her small hand.

Her hand was so cold that it felt like a block of ice.

Christina gently pulled her hand back, wrapped the cloak around her, and stopped arguing.

The night seemed endless, and they didn’t know when someone would realize they were missing.

They watched as the darkness gradually faded into light grey, then to pale blue…

Christina’s eyes were already sporting dark circles.

When it was a little brighter outside, the film crew, who had arrived early for the filming, finally discovered that the two of them had fallen into a pit.

“Francis, how did you fall in?”

Several people brought a rope and pulled the two up.