Chapter 8 The Appearance Of A Rival In Love

Allen's words flashed through Carl's mind. He shrank to the ground in pain. He gasped for air, but he still couldn't breathe. His consciousness was quickly squeezed by his lungs because of the lack of oxygen. His hands on his neck gradually lost strength, and his trembling body slowly returned to deathly stillness.

"Bang...".

With the medicine box in her hand, Linda returned. When she saw Carl huddling on the ground, she threw the medicine box in her hand and rushed over.

"Carl! Carl!"

Kneeling on the ground, Linda touched Carl's flushed face in a little panic. She didn't know what was wrong with him, but she could see that he was almost out of breath at the moment.

After straightening his body, which was bent over, Linda crossed her hands and pressed hard on Carl's heart. He pinched his neck again, and the suffocating pain occupied all his nerves again.

Her fingertips were so tight that they hurt her neck. Blood flowed down through the cracks of her fingers. Her originally handsome face was twisted in pain. Her eyes were wide open, as if she would die of suffocation at any time.

Even Linda was completely panicked at the moment. She didn't dare to neglect and repeatedly press Carl's heart. She didn't understand why Carl, who was not drowning, would be suffocated?

Seeing that Carl was getting more and more painful, Linda bent down to give him CPR regardless of anything else.

The oxygen in his lungs gradually filled up, and Carl's flushed face slowly turned pale. His strength seemed to be drained in an instant, and his hands stained with black blood powerlessly slid to the ground.

"Carl, are you all right?"

Seeing that Carl's breath gradually returned to a stable state, Linda let go of her hand and gently moved along his undulating chest. Her breath gradually returned to rhythm. Carl pulled Linda who was kneeling beside him into his arms.

"You..."

When she was in a daze, she lay prone on Carl. When she realized what had happened, she was about to struggle, but she heard his trembling and helpless voice.

"I want to go back...I want to go home...I will give him back the pain that Allen me a hundred times or a thousand times. I... ".

The hand holding her fell feebly. She straightened up and looked at Carl's pale face. Why did her heart ache inexplicably.

What happened to him? Was there any other injuries other than those seen on his body? Who was Allen? His family? But why did his family hurt him?

Putting all the doubts behind her, she sighed slightly and carefully helped Carl on the bed. She took the medicine box silently and helped him deal with the shocking scars on his body.

The night sky was especially bright after the rain. The night wind messed up Linda's fiery red hair, and also messed up her confused heart.

"Alas...".

With a plaintive sigh, she sat on the steps in front of the door, resting her chin on her hands and quietly looking at the bright starry sky. Why did such a person fall from the sky make her feel so sorry for him?

Why would she worry about him since he had nothing to do with her? She had been thinking about Francis, but why was she upset about a strange man?

Thinking of Francis's perfect face as soft as the moonlight, a happy smile appeared on her melancholy face...Linda...Linda. She liked to hear him call her name, so gentle, so beautiful.

She liked him. She liked Francis. She really liked him.

In the magnificent commercial building, a bright white figure was dancing happily. With a charming smile on her fair face, she looked around restlessly with her vigorous beautiful eyes.

With the ID card, she could walk around freely and go wherever she wanted to go. She happily came to the door of the CEO's office. She had been half an hour ahead of schedule. She guessed that Francis hadn't arrived yet?

As soon as she pushed the door open, the smile on her face froze.

Francis fell asleep peacefully like a prince in fairy tales. The sunlight was not as brilliant as one thousandth of his.

A feeling of heartache surged up in her heart. Looking at Francis who was sleeping on the desk, she pursed her lips unhappily. 'has he been working from yesterday till now?' How could such a slender man be so tired.

She walked into Francis carefully. She took off her coat and put it on him. Looking at the documents piled up on the table, she wished she could deal with them for him immediately, but she was afraid that Francis would misunderstand her as a spy who came to steal confidential information of the company.

The growing vigilance made Francis wake up when Linda entered the room. Smelling the faint jasmine fragrance on her body, he let himself rest on the table.

The tiredness these days really made him a little unbearable. Those people couldn't wait to kick him out of the office? How could he allow himself to be defeated? YC Company was the fruit of his father's lifelong efforts. He would never let anyone get involved in it.

"Ding...Ding... "

A sudden internal call broke the silence. Stroking her frightened heart, she quickly ran back to her seat, like a cat caught cheating on someone. Her fair and smooth face flushed.

"Okay, let her in.".

After hanging up the phone, Francis looked at Linda who was sitting with her head down. A doting smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Linda, when did you come?".

"What? I just arrived. Thank you, Mr. Francis..."

The nervous and shy expression on Linda's face made Francis forget the fatigue of work. He stood up gracefully and put her coat back on her. The sudden touch, like an electric shock, disturbed Linda's palpitating heart.

"Francis...".

The clear voice like a clear spring made Linda look over subconsciously. The elegant long golden hair set off her petite and charming face, and her beautiful eyes, which seemed to have water drops, were looking at Francis. The affection that could melt everything made Linda's fiery heart instantly become cold.

It turned out to be the cute and enchanting girl yesterday. So she went to see Francis at that time.

"Kristina, why are you here so early today".

"I miss you. You must be tired because of your work last night.".

Kristina Ye glanced at her with her charming eyes. Her inborn arrogance and possessiveness made her hostile to her.

Was she the new bodyguard Linda Xia? How could she have a pair of clear eyes that were even worse than herself? If she didn't wear ordinary work clothes, Kristine would think that she was a noble lady like herself.

Kristine, who had always been proud of her appearance, had a sense of crisis when she first met her.

"I'm fine. Have you had breakfast?"

The smile in Francis' eyes made Linda sad. Did he already had a girlfriend? Kristen? Could it be Kristina Ye, the daughter of Ye group?

But according to the information Kevin Xia gave her, Francis didn't have a girlfriend. What? He claimed to be the number one intelligence king in the world. But he was a liar!

"No, I'm waiting for you. Let's go, Francis...".

Kristina held Francis's arm affectionately and expertly, as if she had done this for a long time. Linda only felt a sharp stab in her chest, and the indescribable pain swept over every corner of her body. She pursed her lips and silently followed the two people.

"Francis, let's go inside. This is our exclusive room...".

Kristina looked at Francis with a smile. The five star hotel belonged to her family, and this private room in front of her was specially arranged for Francis.

"Come in together, Linda."

Francis looked at Linda who was still standing outside the private room. He didn't understand why her face was full of sadness from just now. What happened all of a sudden? But her pale face somehow made him feel...sorry for her?

"What? No, thanks. I'll just wait here. Mr. Francis, please enjoy your meal with Miss Kristen..."

Linda's clear beautiful eyes were full of smile. After she closed the door, the smile froze instantly, and she gave off a kind of cruelty unconsciously.

Obviously, Kristina liked Francis. What about Francis? Did he also like Kristina? Otherwise, how could he be so intimate with Kristina.

Kristina was invading her domain, but what should she do? It was not difficult to deal with her, but she didn't know how much Francis loved her at the moment.

If Francis loved Kristina so much, then if she hurt Kristina, she would indirectly hurt Francis' heart. She didn't want him to be sad, but she didn't want to give up.

Linda beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her fair face exuded a dangerous aura. The natural and innocent aura that belonged to her was instantly replaced by a natural arrogance. At this time, she had a superior aura, and her beautiful eyes were as cold as the ice of a thousand years.

It was better to nip something that one couldn't own in the bud. Something that one could barely get would lose one day. She would retreat before he fell in love with someone hopelessly, so that she wouldn't be on a dead end.

The depressed pain and unwillingness in her heart would always be dissipated by other things. She was Linda, and her man must be unique. He must only fall in love with her. She didn't want the love she had taken away.

The cold air emanated from Linda made all the guests and waiters avoid her subconsciously, fearing that they would become the scapegoat.