The Billionaire Twins Need A New Mommy! novel Chapter 823

Chapter 823: One Less Evil

Meanwhile...

In another ward, Haji stood beside the bed. His eyes were on the man lying there.

"Vito," he called, watching Vito open his eyes.

The man was wrapped in bandages from head to toe. And from what Haji knew, Vito would never be the same again. He had been in a location that was just too close to the explosion. It was even a miracle he was alive, albeit barely.

"Man... I can’t believe I’d ever see you in such a state," Haji clicked his tongue and huffed, shoving his hands into his pockets. Then he whispered, "I really can’t."

Every memory Haji had of the guy was not even remotely close to this. For him, Vito was untouchable—a psychotic prick who did things solely for himself. A man who had sacrificed his humanity and lived for entertainment.

Someone who didn’t care if he trampled one person or a hundred for his own amusement.

That was the kind of person Vito was to him.

So seeing him now gave Haji mixed feelings.

A shallow breath escaped Haji as he reached for the pillow under Vito. He carefully held the back of Vito’s head and pulled the pillow away.

"Uh..." Vito let out a jagged breath, but couldn’t form a word. Even his breathing, assisted by the oxygen, sounded like a struggle.

Haji straightened and looked him straight in the eye.

"Do you know that you might die like this?" he asked. "You’re barely clinging to life."

Vito’s body was not the only thing burned—his lungs were as well. So there was never going to be a full recovery for the man.

"You might survive," Haji added under his breath. "But you don’t want to live like that, do you?"

Vito couldn’t answer, but he stared at Haji.

"I hate you with all my life," Haji whispered as he slowly pulled away Vito’s oxygen. The second he did, the latter began gasping. "But at the same time, I owe you. With this, we’re finally even."

As those words rolled out of Haji’s lips, he placed the pillow over Vito’s face and pressed it down. Vito’s body jerked violently—a natural reaction he wouldn’t have been able to control.

Meanwhile, Haji looked away as he pressed the pillow harder until Vito stopped jerking. Yet he didn’t remove it immediately. If anything, he pressed down one last time before lifting it away and putting it back underneath Vito’s head.

Then he put the oxygen mask back.

The flatline echoed in the room, but Haji didn’t rush. If anything, he stood beside the bed and stared at the man.

"Now we’re even," he whispered.

He stared for a while before turning and walking away from the ward. The nurses would be there soon.

But as Haji stepped out of the room, he paused upon catching Scarlet leaning against the wall.

"Tsk." He clicked his tongue and pretended not to see her, walking past her—only to stop when she spoke.

"Why?" Scarlet turned her head from the door to his back. "Why would you spare him? He doesn’t deserve mercy."

Haji might have ended Vito, but all that was was an act of mercy for the man. Vito would rather die than live in the hospital like that. So ending him now was simply mercy.

"Don’t know," was all he said before he resumed walking. "Just get off my case, damn it."

Scarlet arched a brow as he walked away, shaking her head slightly. When she turned to the other side, the nurses and doctors were already sprinting toward Vito’s room.

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