Chapter 282

"Giselle, I'm sorry." Standing outside the door, Patrick looked down at her worriedly, "Don't overthink it. Live your life as you used to. Trust me, nothing will change." "Are you asking me to deceive myself?" Giselle curled her lips in a somewhat self-deprecating smile, "I'm not that strong. I can't do that. You should leave..." Doom— Just as she finished speaking, the clock in the room suddenly fell and shattered on the floor. Giselle turned her head, and in the next moment, Patrick rushed in. "Giselle." Rumble— When Giselle opened her eyes again, all she could see was endless darkness. All that she could reach by her hands were rocks. She moved her legs, and then her hands. She still had feeling. Was it an earthquake? The air was thick with dust, causing Giselle to cough heavily with every breath. Her eyes were somewhat reluctant to open, filled with dust. Giselle could only extend her hand and feel her way forward. Eventually, she touched a person's face. "Patrick." She called his