Darling, This Is Not Love novel Chapter 25

Paul parked the car in front of the location Cathy sent her and sat in the car to call her.

"Dududududu ..."

After calling several times in a row, no one answered. Because she came to pick up Cathy, her bright mood suddenly surged with an ominous premonition.

He opened the car door, opened his long legs and walked towards the house.

"Cathy, are you there? I'm Paul! Cathy!"

After knocking on the door several times without hearing Cathy's reply, Paul was anxious. When he called today, Cathy's voice was very weak. What if she fainted in the house alone?

Damn it!

Paul punched at the door, extremely annoyed.

If it wasn't for Cathy's gambling daddy, why would she have been sold to Randy to suffer this kind of pain?

If it was him, he would definitely take good care of her in his palm, how could he bear to let her suffer a little bit?

Regardless, what if she really fainted?

Paul took out his own skills and took out tools from the car to pry open John's door.

"Cathy, are you there?" Paul frowned and quickened his pace when he smelled a strange smell coming from the tip of his nose.

Along the way, Paul found Cathy, who had fainted on the ground, at the entrance of the restaurant.

"Cathy, how are you?" Paul hurriedly knelt on the ground and half picked her up. However, Cathy's face was abnormally flushed. Her tentacles were all boiling hot. Her eyes were tightly closed, and the bandages on her palms were drenched in water, causing dark red blood to spill out.

Paul immediately panicked. He didn't expect that Cathy would be tormented like this after only separating for a month. His heart was filled with anger and pain. He didn't know what to do with her.

He picked up Cathy and smelled the odd smell of rotten eggs again. Paul finally remembered that this was the smell of a gas leak.

His heart tightened as he ran with the unconscious Cathy in his arms.

As soon as he ran out of the door, the entire house exploded. Paul was rushed forward by the explosive air current. Even so, he still firmly protected Cathy under his body. Behind him, there was already a raging fire.

"What? John's house exploded?" As Randy listened to his assistant William's report, his tone suddenly rose by eight degrees.

William shook his head and said, "Yeah, the whole fire was burning when the fire was over. It's not extinguished yet."

Randy's heart suddenly sank, "Where's John and Cathy?"

William lowered his head and looked at his toes.

Randy slapped the table and said, "Speak!"

William said, "Today, Sophia went over. John accompanied Sophia out for dinner. Cathy ... Cathy stayed at home alone."

Randy's heart skipped a beat. Without another word, he picked up his coat that was hung on the sofa and told William as he walked out the door, "Prepare the car. I want to go to the scene."

Seeing the expressionless Randy, William felt a little panicked. He quickly followed and tried to persuade, "President Randy, the fire hasn't been extinguished yet. Even if there's someone inside-"

"Shut up!"

He stepped on the accelerator all the way to the Scott Family. From afar, he could see thick smoke billowing. The scene had already raised the alert line. Randy pushed aside the crowd and only saw the broken walls that had been burned black.

Randy's heart suddenly felt as if it had been ruthlessly pierced through by a hand. A large hole was opened and a cold breeze poured into it.

Seeing John standing in the crowd from afar, Randy swung his fist without thinking.

"I fucking told you to look at her. Is that how you look at her?"

"The cause of the explosion was initially determined to be a gas explosion. Was there anyone at home when you left?"

"Yes." Sophia replied hurriedly, "There was a big sister who had a good time. At that time, big sister had just cooked dinner. We discussed going out to eat. Big sister did not want to go out and stayed at home."

When the policeman heard this, he looked at Sophia doubtfully, "May I ask who you are?"

Sophia tried her best to make herself smile a little sadder. She pointed at John and said, "I'm his sister."

"Well, we didn't find any wounded or corpses at the scene. Be prepared. The sister you mentioned may have escaped a calamity by luck, or-her bones may have been burned."

The policeman paused for a moment, and then couldn't bear to say, "Since you can't get in touch with her now, the latter is more likely."

Randy's eyes darkened, and he actually fell straight down like this.

The scene was once again in chaos.

Where is this place? Why is it so dark?

Randy's consciousness was clear. He continued to walk forward, but he didn't know when he would reach the end.

Suddenly, there was a faint light ahead.

He ran over in surprise, only to see the light quickly turn into an explosive flame.

"Bang!"

Randy woke up from his nightmare, grabbed the clothes on his chest and thought blankly.

Why did it hurt here?