Master Charlie Was Tricked By A Woman

York Charlie was here.

This is almost desperate Blanche Capra in the last moment to touch a piece of hope, as boundless darkness in the middle of a ray of light appeared at first, just a little bit, is enough to rescue her from the abyss of the fall.

The trembling Blanche Capra’s face is even more pale and scary, York Charlie as a storm carrying the anger swept in, destroying the momentum, will be pressed on the body of Blanche Capra’s Anu scared for a moment did not come back to focus, stayed there motionless, York Charlie rushed over to the strong pick him up and kicked him away, deep eyes looked at the ground, almost to the point of no return, and then kicked him away. The deep eyes looked at the man on the ground almost on all fours as if he were looking at the filth that had soiled him, and his tightly furrowed brow showed his disgust and annoyance.

“Heh …” York Charlie lifted his foot and kicked him several more times, an extremely heavy expletive breaking out of his thin lips, the man holding his head for a moment and protecting his stomach for a moment, curled up on the ground in pain, barely able to resist.

Blanche Capra sat staring at him in a daze, her taut nerves relaxed by York Charlie’s arrival after the nightmare that had held her down near suffocating had been removed, her agonised body rid of the sickening sensation of York Charlie’s arrival, her eyes… . her eyes but a sight so foreign to him.

She had never seen him like this before. The hands hitting, the spitting of profanity, and the most contemptuous, angry, disgusted and also the most fluctuating ups and downs in his eyes, his expression, the whole gamut of emotions.

He was so cold.

When York Charlie looked back at Blanche Capra, he saw that she was looking at him very intently, and there was the most serious emotion in those eyes, and there were blurred tears, but he still saw her true feelings through those tearful eyes.

Two points of residual panic and helplessness, three points of strangeness and surprise, and the rest, all of them were indescribable emotional touches. Deep, complex, clamped on her pale little face, reflecting her tightly pursed lips, making her whole person look both charmingly dazzling and pathetic.

Without a word, York Charlie approached her, and then knelt down and took her into his arms as soon as he could, he inhaled deeply, and with his breath held her deeper and tighter, as if he were trying to carve it into his body.

So tight so tight. Neither of them spoke, but everything they wanted to say seemed to be hidden in this embrace, as if it was silent at the moment.

Blanche Capra also hugged him back tightly, what she felt was an unprecedented sense of security, in this embrace, she and he seemed to be really two hearts close to each other, heart to heart.

Until a soft laugh rang out.

York Charlie and Blanche Capra both let go of each other, their eyes turning to the man with blood still hanging from the corners of his lips, and Anu laughed even more when she saw them all looking at him.

Blanche Capra’s alarm bells went off at the sight of his creepy smile and she remembered the suspicion she’d been harbouring, she stood up quickly and tried to speak to York Charlie who spoke before her, he frowned, “There’s someone out there pouring petrol.”

Blanche Capra knew that it was too late for her to say anything at this point, and her heart raced. York Charlie went to the door to open it, only to find that it had indeed been locked from the outside, and the closer he got, the more he could smell the outside, as well as hear the commotion outside.

They were trying to lock them in here and burn them alive.

Anu almost laughed maniacally as he braced himself on the ground and stood up, still covering his injured chest as he walked over to York Charlie, his tone arrogant and smug, “You didn’t beat me to death, now, the ones who will die here will be you, hahaha … ” he laughed again.

York Charlie didn’t say anything and Blanche Capra came up and stood beside him holding his hand.

She blushed very badly as she looked at him, and something in her eyes got more complicated, York Charlie actually saw a hint of guilt in them.From NôvelDrama.Org.

“Don’t look at me like that,” York Charlie reached up to cover her eyes, “We’ll be fine, even if … even if we can’t escape, I’m willing to be stuck with you. ”

Blanche Capra did not speak, but York Charlie felt her eyelashes fluttering violently, he removed his hand to look at her, and saw a tear slipping out of her tightly closed eye, sliding sharply down to her chin and hanging trembling.

He didn’t say a word, just gripped her hand harder.

“Hahahahaha,” Anu threw back her head and laughed, “all dying and still so affectionate, but … it’s about time you guys got close, after all, you’re about to be burned to death here! ” He wiped the corners of his mouth once again, “But I’m going out!” He said and stood by the door.

York Charlie still didn’t say anything.

“Open the door!” Anu started yelling outside, “I’m not going out yet!”

He screamed a few times and when he didn’t get any response, he started to panic a little, “Shit, what are you guys doing? Don’t let me out yet!”

He reaches for the door and taps on it, but retracts sharply as the hot door burns his hand, smoke continues to pour in, and just as York Charlie pulls Blanche Capra back, there is petrol streaming in through the cracks in the door.

More and more and more and more, the fire just spread into the house.

Anu had been standing on the floor jumping in fear long before he felt more and more choked up and had trouble even breathing.

Blanche Capra was choking and coughing, York Charlie took her scarf to cover her and both of them sat on the floor, even then the less and less oxygen was making it difficult to breathe.

“York Charlie … I’m, coughing,” Blanche Capra spoke, “I think I’m going to fall asleep … ”

York Charlie held her, “Just hold on, just hold on, someone will be here to rescue us soon … ” He had explained to his men that if he didn’t call in after three hours, to let them set out to meet them.

He had calculated the time, it had taken more than two hours to drive over, and after waiting here for more than half an hour, someone would come straight down the road to him, and … they should be able to see the fire over here.

As long as they weren’t waiting in the car stupidly.

Blanche Capra gently nodded her head, but she only felt that her chest was getting stuffy, a breath could never be sucked to the end, and the air she sucked in choked her and made her cough, because of the lack of oxygen her head was also getting heavier and heavier, and she clutched York Charlie’s hand tightly, and suddenly there was a familiar feeling.

In the most desperate moment, in the moment of near death, she had once died like this.

There was no one around her at that time, and she could only look at the faces of those people in her hallucinations: there was her father, her mother, and … the York Charlie that she loved and hated and couldn’t tell the difference between love and hate.

Even at that time, in her hallucination, he looked at her eyes were cold, indifferent enough to disdain her, and as if he was full of ridicule for her, laughing at her, a naive and stupid ant on the ground.

His coldness made her despair.

She thought, “Well then, so die, what’s there to care about? What’s there to care about? How wonderful it would be if the world was free of her, free of the unpleasant past of such a miserable person.

“Blanche Capra, Blanche …” York Charlie was calling her again, and he shook her as if to bring her to her senses, and Blanche Capra, with her eyes gently closed, heard in his voice million of anxiety and worry, she subconsciously gripped his hand tightly and opened her eyes with difficulty, “York Charlie,… you’re there?”

York Charlie nodded vigorously, “I’m in, good boy, don’t sleep, hold on for a while, they’re coming.” There was actually a little quiver in his voice.

Blanche Capra blinked, and a single, rolling tear leapt out of her eyes.