Perfect Mysterious Husband novel Chapter 1431

As when the beam fell, Haward pushed Quill aside.

Quill grimaced in pain as he stumbled and fell to the ground. "Dad!" He cried as he realized Haward was crushed under the blazing beam. Freaked out, he ran toward his father when the flames were burning Haward's clothes and skin.

Quill wanted to help Haward up, but he was already on the verge of losing his consciousness. He passed out instantly after the heavy beam hit him.

"Dad, Dad, get up!" Quill was freaking out, but his father wouldn't respond no matter how hard he shook him. He grabbed his father's hand and tried to drag him toward the door, but he couldn't. Finally, an idea struck Quill, and he got up to push the beam that fell on his father.

The beam was very heavy and scorching, so as soon as Quill put his little hands on it, he heard the sound of flesh sizzling. He withdrew his hands immediately and blew on his palms.

The pain was unbearable.

And Quill nearly shed tears that moment.

However, he instantly realized he was already in so much pain with just one touch. His father was probably in more pain crushed under the beam.

With that thought in mind, Quill put his hands on the beam despite his fear and pain. The intense pain traveled from his palms; he dared not let go but continued to push it with all his might.

He had to save his father; he was definitely in a lot of pain. It was all his fault. If he hadn't drawn, this would not have happened.

"Dad, get up! Dad..."

As soon as Haward gradually regained his consciousness, he heard Quill's cries. It sounded like the hopeless cries of a cub, stabbing his heart with each call.

Haward opened his eyes with difficulty and finally saw the scene in front of him.

To save him, his son's little hands were scorched to mutilation. The fire was burning the hem of Quill's pants, but he didn't notice at all, still trying to push the beam away from him.

No... It was unacceptable!

He was a man. No, he was not only a man but also a husband and a father!

How could he lie here and let his son suffer this kind of pain!

As the house was ablaze, people finally took notice and ran out one after another. Some ran to call 911, while others were like headless chickens, afraid that the fire would spread to their houses.

"Quill," Haward said with difficulty while Quill was still pushing the beam. Hearing his father's voice, he immediately looked over and rushed to him. "Dad, Dad, you're finally awake!"

The flesh on Haward's back had been burnt to the point he could not feel anything anymore. He was on the verge of fainting from the excruciating pain, but when he saw Quill trying to save him with all his might, he knew he couldn't give up. "Quill, you cannot stay here any longer. Run before the fire spreads to the door."

Quill was an obedient child, so Haward thought he'd run out without the slightest hesitation. But for some reason, Quill suddenly widened his eyes and shook his head hard, non-stop.

"No, I won't."