Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young) novel Chapter 434

Rebecca’s face contorted unnaturally, as if she wanted to smile but could not. She touched her face awkwardly, perhaps in pain, then lowered her head and said, "I tripped while walking just now. It's nothing."

With my mind preoccupied with Chandler's situation, I did not press further and said, "You should go back and apply some medicine. Your face is injured. You need to take care of it."

She responded with a faint hum, then looked in the direction of the cell. "Ms. Scott, are you planning to distract the two guards at the gate?"

I nodded. Over the past few days, she had been following me around and probably guessed what I was planning. I had not been too cautious with her, thinking that her simple nature would keep her from revealing anything.

Seeing my nod, she said, "I'll go, then!"

As she prepared to move forward, I grabbed onto her. With a serious expression, I whispered, "Rebecca, today I don't just want to check on Mr. Copper. I want to take him away from here, to help him escape."

She paused for a moment, not seeming very surprised. She simply nodded and said, "Alright. I’ve got it, Ms. Scott."

Her lack of questions surprised me a little. I could not help but ask, "Aren't you worried that Lucas will come after you for helping me?"

She seemed to think for a moment and then asked, "Are you planning to escape with him?"

I hesitated before replying, "I won't be leaving for now." I wanted to stay behind to seek revenge for Officer Jackson.

Hearing this, she said, "That's fine. Mr. Lucas cares about you, and he'll speak up for me. So, I should be fine."

After that, she headed directly toward the cell. I did not know what she said to the two guards, but they left their posts one after the other.

As the guards left, she waved at me. I hastily entered the cell.

Chandler was still locked in the iron cage, lying on the ground and trembling all over. His lips were trembling, and he was turning pale. I was stunned by his condition and did not know what had happened. I called his name several times, but he did not respond.

Rebecca looked around, panicked and unsure of what to do. She shook her head and said, "I don't know either."

Thinking of the walkie-talkie Gregory had given me earlier, I took it out and tried to contact Gregory, but for some reason, I could not reach him.

"Child..." Chandler surprisingly regained some clarity, perhaps due to the effect of Rebecca's medicine.

Seeing him become somewhat coherent, I hastily grabbed his arm and said, "Mr. Copper, just hold on a little longer. The police will be here soon, and you'll be fine."

He gazed at me. His face was pale, and he let out a faint sigh. "It's too late… It's too late for me to go back."

I shook my head, my mind suddenly filled with the memory of that rainy night when Officer Jackson lay in a pool of blood. Tears welled up in my eyes, and I held Chandler's hand tightly, my voice choked with emotion. "No, you'll be okay. I promised to help you get back home, and I will keep that promise. Just hang on a little longer! The police will be here soon."