Gina's eyes brightened when she saw us. And she said, "Mr. Cowell, you're here! Hurry up and save Caroline!"
As she spoke, she made way for us.
Patrick stepped forward and opened the door to the bathroom, only to find that it was locked from inside.
The clothes were scattered all over the floor outside the door.
Gina said with a squeaky voice, "Caroline surely is naked. I, I dare not let them in."
"Which is more important? Your daughter's naked body or her life?"
I scolded her directly.
It wasn't that I felt sorry for Caroline.
It was just that I felt that Gina was quite illogical.
However, I also realized that the things in the door were likely to be a trap set up by Gina, Caroline, and Jeremy together
What was inside the room was what they wanted to show us.
Patrick pushed the door as he said, "Where's
the key?"
I said, "There isn't any key available to this door. There is a lock inside to close the door. If it's locked from inside, you can only kick it hard."
The reason why I knew so much about the room was that this room used to be mine.
The lock inside was a little broken. And no one ever tried to fix it..
Gina nodded awkwardly.
When we stood outside, we could hear the rustle in the room and the faint cry, indicating that Caroline was still alive.
She didn't commit suicide.
No wonder Gina wasn't in a hurry.
"Get out of my way! We're so anxious! We asked Caroline to open the door! But she wouldn't open the door!"
Gina urged Patrick to open the door.
Patrick glanced at her and said flatly, "I think you're very clear about what's going on inside. Since you've been acting for so long, no way that I won't kick the door open and get in."
His words made Gina's face turn pale.
She involuntarily stroked her hair.
A person who felt guilty would subconsciusly do so.
Before Gina could speak anything, Patrick shouted outside, "I am going to kick the door!"
He took a step back and kicked the door!
"Clatter!" The door slammed open.
All the scenes inside were revealed.
I glanced inside and nearly fainted.
What I saw was blood all over the ground. Caroline seemed to be naked, which didn't seem to be so. Because the skin on her body, her arms, and her chest were red.
The skin probably wasn't skin anymore.
Holding a wire ball in her hands, Caroline was trying her best to brush her body...
She stared at the skin on her body attentively.
Even the fact that the door had been kicked open didn't seem to divert her attention.
"Caroline!"
Seeing this scene, Gina fainted on the spot!
I stepped forward and grabbed Caroline's hand directly, "Stop rubbing your skin!"
Only then did Caroline seem to have noticed someone coming in. She looked at me dully and then looked up at Patrick. Then she smiled dazedly and said, "Mr. Cowell, I know why you didn't admit our marriage. Don't worry. I'll wipe off this layer of skin. And I'll be clean again."
She continued to rub her skin regardless of my dissuasion.
I saw she rub the wire on the wire ball against the skin, making the wire mixed with blood, skin debris, and flesh!
"Stop it."
I wanted to stop her. But she was too strong.
It seemed that Patrick couldn't bear it any longer. He took off his suit and bent over to remove the wire ball from her hand, throwing it on the ground.
He put the suit on her body, picked her up in his arms, and said, "Stop rubbing yourself. I'll take you to the hospital."
"I won't..." Caroline looked at Patrick with tears falling down her face continuously, "I'm not clean. So you don't want me, right? I saw everything on the Internet."
"No, I didn't..."
Patrick looked at Caroline. And his black eyes were full of distress for her.
The distress in his eyes couldn't be covered up.
I stood where I was and suddenly felt that something in my heart had been hollowed out.
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