It's Love That Blinds Him
It’s Love That Blinds Him – Chapter 167

Lowell looked around warily. The unusual calm and smooth process allowed his alertness to reach the maximum. Was it a conspiracy? Lowell looked at the warehouse not far away and thought in his heart. Even if it was a conspiracy, it couldn’t stop him from moving forward. Lowell’s eyes flashed with sadness. He didn’t allow Lucia to get hurt at all.

Malcolm had asked him to come. Lowell did not deliberately avoid the surveillance cameras he saw. He looked at them just a little, and there was only indifference and provocation in his eyes. Then he quickly headed towards the warehouse. The layout of the warehouse was clear. Lucia must be in one of the rooms.

Unconsciously, out of instinct, Lowell only glanced outside one room through the window, and then quickly walked towards the next room. In the penultimate room, a familiar figure appeared.

Lucie…

Lowell quickly opened the door to the room and entered. Hearing the unusual sound behind her, Lucia quickly turned her head. As expected, Lowell appeared in his view. Tears streamed down Lucia’s face. She kept shaking her head and her bound hands tried to free themselves. Her mouth seemed to want to say something, but it was covered with black tape, making her unable to explain.

Lowell looked at Lucia. At this time, Lucia’s hair had become messy, and the wound on her neck cut by the dagger was no longer bleeding, and it even deepened. Lucia’s face was too pale and her lips were bloodless. His struggling hands had been cut with red marks by the rope, and b***d had seeped into places with too much force.

A kind of inexplicable anger instantly rose in Lowell’s heart. He stared coldly at the camera in the corner of the room for a long moment. He knew Malcolm must be somewhere near the warehouse. The provocation in his eyes clearly scolded Malcolm that he was a coward hiding behind a woman.

But the answer was always the lifeless and unusually cold camera. He had been fighting with Malcolm for more than ten years, so he knew that Malcolm was definitely not a person who would panic because of provocation. Now that he had made such an arrangement, he must have his reason. After carefully examining the room and making sure there was nothing unexpected, Lowell walked towards Lucia in confusion.

He quickly ripped the ribbon from Lucia’s mouth. Before he could untie the rope around Lucia’s body, he was stopped by Lucia’s next screams of horror.

“Lowell… Don’t touch me! Don’t touch me. Run! There are bombs here. He attached a bomb to my body, which could explode at any moment. You go! Hurry up!” Lucia screamed with all her might as soon as her mouth was free.

“Lucie, calm down. Let me take a look first. I won’t leave. If I leave, I have to take you with me.” Lowell does not panic but comforts Lucia calmly.

Lucia breathes the fresh air. She tried to calm down. She didn’t know what kind of bomb was attached to her body. At least she hadn’t heard any warning or countdown sounds yet. Maybe it was a pretext, or maybe it really was a bomb. Faced with the unknown situation, Lucia kept telling herself not to act hastily.

Without touching Lucia’s body, Lowell squatted down in front of Lucia and carefully looked at the bomb attached to her. It was a mini bomb hidden in Lucia’s clothes. If Lucia didn’t tell him, it would be really hard for him to notice. The bomb was not connected to any wires, which meant it was controlled by people.

Lowell frowned and couldn’t understand what Malcolm was going to do. If he wanted to detonate the bomb, why didn’t the countdown start now that Lowell had appeared? What was Malcolm thinking? Lucia kept shaking her head before Lowell’s hand touched the bomb.

“Lowell… don’t touch it. He’s not the only one. There’s another bomb under the chair. It’s too dangerous.” Lucia stopped him.

“I’ll take care of everything,” Lowell comforted Lucia, who had calmed down.

Hearing Lucia’s words, he looked under the chair, where the bomb was attached. The timer still didn’t work. It was also a wireless bomb. He quickly searched for the models and types of bombs he knew in his mind, but couldn’t find the same one.

If one bomb was powerful enough to blow up the entire warehouse, then Malcolm wouldn’t have bothered setting up two bombs. Suddenly an idea crossed Lowell’s mind. He looked down and seemed to think of something.

“Lowell… Just go. Hurry up. He won’t hurt me”, Lucia kept urging Lowell to leave here. There was a trace of helplessness in his tone.

“Lucia, I can’t leave you here alone. Whether he hurts you or not, I will take you,” Lowell said firmly to Lucia again. “No…Malcolm’s goal is to kill you

. The curse on the Evans family…” Lucia didn’t know what to say.

“If it’s destined, I can’t escape far. But as for you, even if you are not destined for me, I will do my best to fight for you until the last moment!” Lowell said firmly.

Time passed. The warehouse was so quiet that Lowell and Lucia felt uncomfortable. The moment his hand touched the bomb attached to Lucia’s body, Lucia’s heart rose to her throat. Looking carefully at the numbers on the bomb, Lowell estimated the power of the bomb in his mind. Even if it wasn’t enough to destroy the entire warehouse, it was more than enough to bury them here.

Even if the wireless remote control for the bomb was in Malcolm’s hands, it was impossible for him to detonate the bomb immediately. Because the bomb had a timing program. Even if the program was activated, it would take at least three to five minutes for the bomb to explode. The time was enough for him to remove the bomb from the body of Lucia

Before the bomb’s timing program was activated, Lowell took out the dagger he carried with him and gently raised it. The rope tied to Lucia’s body loosened in an instant. He hinted to Lucia with his eyes that she should not act rashly, and he quickly cut the ropes wrapped around Lucia’s body one by one.

“Don’t move. Sit still first. Although the timer doesn’t work yet, I can’t tell if there is only a wireless remote to start the program. Maybe if you move, an automatic program will start,” Lowell stopped Lucia, who was about to leave, and said calmly.

“Lowell…” Lucia looked at Lowell and called him softly.

She reached out and caressed his face. They hadn’t seen each other for a single day. But Lucia felt like it was an eternity. Before Lowell showed up, she really thought she would never get the chance to see him again. But at this moment, Lowell reappeared in front of her. Somehow, Lucia felt that the touch in her palm was so unreal.

Hearing Lucia’s voice, Lowell raised his head and stared at Lucia. The air seemed to freeze at that moment. They could only see each other with their eyes. Lucia could clearly feel his breath. Unconsciously, she put her arms around his neck. Lowell held Lucia in his arms and gave her a big k**s on the lips. It was like a wish, as if all his affections were infused into it. Then he let go of Lucia and continued to study the bomb attached to Lucia’s body.

“Lowell… if possible, let’s find a quiet town and live there. We can open a cafe downstairs and keep ourselves upstairs alone. We can stop getting involved in these problems and stay away from it all , okay?” Lucia’s voice sounded distant and meaningful.

“Okay.” Lowell raised his head and looked at Lucia seriously.

“If you can’t untie the bomb, swear to me that you will leave here safely and safe. Lucia looked at Lowell seriously with stubbornness in her eyes, quietly waiting for his answer.

Looking at Lucia, Lowell did not answer her question. He held Lucia’s face in his hands and caressed her face with infinite attachment . He stared at Lucia, as if he wanted to engrave her face in his memory. What he did made Lucia feel scared and uncomfortable. She reached out and grabbed his hands. She was exercising more strength unconsciously, as if this way he would not leave her easily.

“Stupid girl. How can there be a problem that I can’t solve?” Lowell suddenly chuckled.

His tone was too relaxed, which made Lucia more uncomfortable. She didn’t let go of his hands. He still had that sweet smile on his face. He sighed helplessly, carefully put down the bomb in his hand, and held Lucia in his arms to comfort her. Maybe it was because of the atmosphere, or maybe it was because of his state of current mind, Lucia unconsciously hugged Lowell. Her lips were searching for his, as if she was looking for the feeling of security outside of his existence. Lowell just pecked

Lucia’s lips. He placed his forehead against Lucia’s, as if to give himself hope. Then he let go of Lucia and concentrated on studying the bomb in her hand.

Unlike common bomb codes, the numbers on the bomb seemed unusually messy and irregular. It was certainly not something something that circulated through the dark underground forces. Lowell frowned slightly. The smaller a bomb appeared, the more careful he had to be. Its structure was delicate. He could explode in an instant as long as he wasn’t careful enough. Lowell looked at the sync signal that had not yet been turned on. His hand, which was about to dismantle the bomb, stopped slightly.

Was it possible there was no remote control? Would he explode the moment his original appearance was removed? Unconsciously, Lowell looked at the camera a little away from the chair.

“You mean that? You are truly worthy of being the leader of the dark forces who is famous for his composure. You know how to use the weaknesses of human nature to achieve your goal. You can push the woman you love most into a dangerous position without hesitation.

“Lowell?” it does not work ? Otherwise, give up. Remember your promise. You must leave here safe and sound. I’ll be fine!” Lucia looked at Lowell’s expression and said in an anxious tone.

It was not Lowell’s voice, but Malcolm’s magnetic voice that answered her. But there was cruelty and cruelty in such a familiar tone.

“Wildcat, you are truly trusting. Do you think I will be gentle to a traitor? That being the case, let us begin the game formally. Let me see how great your love is.” “

As soon as he finished his words, the silent timer indicator suddenly flashed. The countdown has begun. There were five minutes left on the clock. If the bomb could not be removed within five minutes, then everyone in the warehouse would be bombed to pieces.

Sometimes time passed very quickly when people thought it wasn’t enough. To some extent, a race against time was also a race against death.