Facade of Love (Yvette Scott and Idris Young)
Chapter 374 It Can’t Survive

He smiled faintly and agreed.

As we exited the restaurant, the winter wind in Tully City at night was warm and comfortable. It was especially suitable for an evening stroll after dinner.

The distance from the restaurant to the hotel was not far, and along the roadside were large pineapple and banana trees. This rich vegetation made those of us who lived in Lake City envy this place. Perhaps it was obvious that I was in a better mood. Charlie noticed and asked, "Do you like Tully City?"

I nodded. "Of course I like it here. The place is full of greenery, unlike Lake City, which is filled with tall buildings everywhere. The winters are cold, and the summers are hot. I really envy the people who live here."

He smiled faintly. "If you like it, you can settle here in the future or come here for a vacation every winter. However, while the vegetation here is beautiful, there are also many mosquitoes. It's alright in the winter, but not so great in the summer. And all kinds of snakes can be seen everywhere."

I had a strong aversion to creeps and critters, and after being bitten several times, I developed a fear of them. Just imagining what he said gave me a shiver. I replied, "Then I'll come occasionally in the winter but not in the summer."

He smiled at me. Then, upon realizing that he knew so much about the place, I asked, "Have you stayed here before?"

He shook his head. "The climate here is not too different from Silvana."

That made sense.

As we chatted while walking, time passed quickly, and we were almost at the hotel. While passing by a bush, I suddenly heard a noise and stopped.

Charlie looked puzzled. "What's wrong?"

I gestured for him to be quiet and widened my eyes. "Did you hear something?"

He furrowed his brow slightly. In the dim light of the streetlamp, although the man was sitting in a wheelchair, no one could deny the glow in his skin and the deepness in his eyes. He was looking at me unblinkingly after I startled him. It was a truly handsome sight.

"Meow!" Hearing a cat's meow, I shifted my gaze away from him and exclaimed with delight, "Did you hear that?"

He nodded, and his black eyes followed the source of the sound. It was from a bush not far away, but due to the dense vegetation, we could only identify the sound and could not see anything.

I could not resist creeping closer quietly, wanting to get a better look at the cat that was making the noise.

Charlie followed behind me, and there was a sound when his wheelchair moved. It startled something in the bush, causing it to shake noticeably. As the streetlamp was dim, I took out my phone and turned on the flashlight, shining it in.

Under the dense vegetation, there was an orange and white kitten squatting down, seemingly half-lying and curled up beneath the plants.

"Meow..." The little guy did not run and simply meowed at us.

I could not see it clearly, but seeing that it did not run, I attempted to reach in and grab it.

"Don't move." Charlie's voice came from beside me. I stopped and turned to look at him in confusion. "What's wrong?"

Charlie frowned as he gazed at the injured cat and said, "It's injured."

I froze for a moment, and I changed the angle of the flashlight in my hand. Suddenly, I noticed that the kitten's belly seemed to have been pierced by something. There were faint traces of blood on the ground where it lay.

My heart skipped a beat. I had initially planned to reach in with one hand, but now I handed the phone to Charlie and said, "Hold the light for me. I'll try to get it out."

Charlie frowned but did not take the phone. Seeing him like this, I urged, "Hurry up! It's injured. Do you want to watch it die?"

He pursed his lips, his voice tinged with indifference. "It won't survive. The vet clinics are closed at this hour, and you won't find anyone who can save it."

I became anxious. Seeing that he was unwilling to help out, I put the phone in my mouth and turned my body to reach into the bush. I needed to light up the area and fish the cat out, risking a scratch to the face.

However, before I could get injured again, a pair of large hands lifted me up by my shoulders. He took the phone from my mouth, handed it back to me, and said in a deep voice, "I'll do it."

Seeing Charlie stand up and bend down to pick up the cat from the bush, I was still a bit stunned. My brain had not registered that he had gotten out of his wheelchair.

He took the cat out, which was looking very thin. What was even more unexpected was the sharp arrow that had penetrated its abdomen, passing through its front chest to its belly. It was akin to a person being pierced by an arrow from the sternum to the tailbone, a truly horrifying sight.

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