The Bodyguard King’s CEO Wife
Chapter 317 - 317 317 Love and Kill Each Other

317: Chapter 317: Love and Kill Each Other 317: Chapter 317: Love and Kill Each Other “I thought…

you didn’t know about that day.

Since you’ve known all along, why do you still treat me this way?” Illusion Fox shouted loudly, her mouth almost pressed against Nightmare’s face.

The door of the sickroom was closed, and it was a soundproof room; even if she shouted louder, no one outside would hear.

“Illusion Fox, from the day I left the Tomb Spirit Organization, you and I have already become two parallel lines.

I tried hard to persuade you, but you insisted on continuing.

If this goes on, you’ll truly fall into a demon.” A determined flicker passed through Nightmare’s eyes, and he said lightly, “Turn back.”

“Ha ha, turn back, turn…

back, it’s really laughable.” Illusion Fox laughed, her laugh was hysterically mad.

She stretched out her right hand, spread her fingers, and placed it in front of Nightmare’s face.

“Did you know, the night before last, several soldiers died at my hands, and I still smell their blood on me.

Do you think they will let me go?”

“So…

you choose to fall?” Nightmare retorted.

“Illusion Fox, you’re known as the one with a thousand faces.

Is the face you have now real?

Or is the face before me just another one of your disguises?” Nightmare asked rhetorically, but as he spoke, it seemed more like a sigh; their eyes locking, his gaze filled with deep affection.

Reality and illusion are just a thought away; people prefer to define what they want to see as real, even if it is fake.

“A fox, by nature, is a cunning animal with multiple identities used to confuse hunters.”

“You are not this cold-blooded.

You pretend to be cruel and heartless in front of others, but can you take off your disguise in front of me, just once, and be your true self?” Nightmare spoke softly, yet every word, like a chisel, carved deep marks in Illusion Fox’s heart.

Words that torment the soul.

In Nightmare’s mind emerged the image of a bloodthirsty female assassin wielding a blade, killing indiscriminately, and then there was a girl with a face full of smiles, running happily on the grass, thoroughly enjoying it all…

The military knife in Illusion Fox’s hand trembled continuously; her eyes red and her nose slightly sour.

Suddenly, it seemed she thought of something, her face filled with pain.

Then she shook her head and looked at Nightmare fiercely.

“Empty words, I must kill you today.” Illusion Fox shouted angrily, gripping the blade tightly in her hand and stabbing it down fiercely…

“Why…

didn’t you resist?” The blade pierced deeply into Nightmare’s left chest, leaving only the handle sticking out.

Illusion Fox’s voice trembled.

Just a moment ago, Nightmare could have subdued her, but until the blade entered his chest, Nightmare’s arms did not move.

“If I die, will you stop killing people?” Nightmare’s face gradually turned pale, his voice seemed to tremble, but Illusion Fox’s heart trembled even more…

Nightmare reached out, grasping the knife handle tightly, intending to pull it out.

Illusion Fox reacted immediately, pressing down on Nightmare’s hands to prevent him from pulling it out.

The heart is inside the left chest; if the knife is pulled out, blood will surely spurt out due to tremendous pressure, and Nightmare would undoubtedly die.

“Bang.” At that moment, the door to the sickroom was kicked open, and Demoness rushed in violently, seeing the two people on the hospital bed, she thought Illusion Fox was going to kill Nightmare.

“Release him.” Demoness drew her Soft Sword from her waist, channeled her Inner Strength, and fiercely stabbed at Illusion Fox.

Illusion Fox was taken aback for a moment, and fearing that Nightmare might pull out his knife, could only knock out Nightmare with a chop to his neck and move his arm away.

This meant he was slow to dodge and the Soft Sword left a gash on his arm.

With a quick movement, Illusion Fox smashed right through the window glass and jumped straight out from the second floor, taking off at a rapid pace, soon disappearing from sight.

Demoness wanted to chase after her, but worried about Nightmare’s condition, she had to give up the pursuit.

When she saw a sharp blade firmly plunged into the left side of Nightmare’s chest, Demoness panicked instantly—that was where the heart is.

She hurriedly channeled Inner Strength into his body to protect his heart meridian.

One minute later, Nightmare was taken by the doctors into the operating room.

Two hours later, the lights in the operating room finally turned off.

The doctors had just come out when they were surrounded by the members of the Netherworld Palace, all eager to know the condition.

“Doctor, how is my brother?” Ye Shikai asked anxiously.

Hearing that Nightmare had been the victim of an assassination attempt, he had rushed here without delay, extremely worried, especially after Demoness tearfully informed him that a blade was stabbed into his left chest…

“The patient was seriously injured, but fortunately, his heart is a bit to the right, and the knife barely missed it.

He is now out of the danger zone; you can rest assured,” the doctor said with a smile.

People with hearts on the right side are few and far between, and Nightmare was one of them.

“That’s great.” Ailina and Demoness, among others, hugged each other with excitement, while Ye Shikai also let out a deep sigh of relief.

Nightmare was his subordinate and his brother; if something terrible had happened to him, he would be devastated.

Soon, Nightmare, still unconscious, was wheeled out of the operating room and into a VIP ward.

It seemed he really had an inexorable fate with hospitals, now looking like he’d be staying in the hospital for quite some time again.

“Brother, wait here for a second.

I’ll fetch the newly developed medicinal soup I made.

It has miraculous effects on Brother Nightmare’s recovery,” Zi Yun said excitedly as something seemed to pop into her mind, slapping her thigh.

“It’s not laced with arsenic again, is it?” Now that Nightmare was no longer in life-threatening danger, Ye Shikai also let out a sigh of relief and joked.

“Of course not, oh wait right here, buddy.” Zi Yun laughed, then hopped away from the hospital, leaving the building.

Ye Shikai, after receiving the blade used to stab Nightmare from the doctor, carefully noticed an emblem on the handle: five Ghosts surrounding a skull.

The Tomb Spirit Organization, it really was them after all.

Ye Shikai sighed to himself.

Just at that moment, his phone in his pocket began to vibrate.

Without thinking, he pulled it out and answered the call without looking at the caller ID.

“Hello, who is this?” Ye Shikai said indifferently.

“Haha, Mr.

Ye, it’s me,” a man’s voice came over the phone.

“Oh, Mr.

Tianjing, what’s up?

Calling me today, is there something you need?

It’s not to invite me out for tea, I hope…”

“Stop stop stop, Mr.

Ye, I don’t call unless there’s a good reason.

I’m calling you today, of course, because there’s an urgent matter,” Tianjing interrupted Ye Shikai, hurriedly speaking.

“What’s the matter?” Ye Shikai asked.

Although he was good friends with Tianjing and admired his character, given his own status, Ye Shikai was one hundred percent sure that Tianjing was asking for help—and it was likely a tough nut to crack.