The Devil CEO's Contract Wife novel Chapter 212

Chapter 212: Drowning

[Music: Wasteland By Royal & The Serpent]

I read the headline. It has taken over the internet by storm; further details were unknown.

Elias King Hospitalized.

"Hey..." Tori came into view. "Sorry I took so long."

"Hey..." I replied.

"Had dinner yet?"

"Not yet."

"Sorry, I’m gonna have to leave you early, I have a late night shift, and I don’t wanna oversleep and miss it. My boss will surely fire me if I keep up my unwanted behavior, as he describes it. Seriously, one of these days I’m gonna flip him a bird and damn it up."

"I think I should really rebel. Throw in all my life savings to buy a place, the best chance I get is somewhere abandoned, but oh well. If there’s one thing about Midnight City, it’s the quickest when it comes to development. Might be a pile of scrap, but then, voila!"

There was a pause before I heard her footsteps.

"Cat?"

I finally looked away from the screen.

"You good? What happened to the mirror? I just checked, and it’s all over the place."

"Sorry about that, it was an accident." I looked back at the screen, scrolling through the rest of the article.

Tori came close and sat on the bed. "Cat?"

"Hmm...?"

She pressed the screen halfway closed. "Are you sure you’re okay?"

I smiled on cue. "Yeah, why?"

"That meeting of yours, with um Lena Carter, how did it go? She was your mom’s partner, right?"

"Yeah."

"And?"

"Good."

"O...Kay?"

"You should um get going... It’s getting late."

Tori nodded slowly, observing me closely. She sensed nothing, except the fact that I looked really tired and in need of sleep.

"I’ll call to check on you, okay? And eat something, there’s dinner in the fridge. Just heat it up."

My smile grew wide, staying fixed until she left the house. I shut my laptop, and got dressed.

I took a cab to the Midnight General. When I stepped through the glass doors, it was quiet, just a few people passing by. With a stern expression, I walked the hallway, taking the elevator to the top floor.

It was dark with no light, but somehow I could find my way to his room.

The beeping machine drowned my ears, and abhorrence filled my body as I gazed down on Elias.

I raised my hand, my grip tightening against the knife. When he opened his eyes, it was too late. I stabbed him repeatedly, shrieking while I did it.

Blood splattered everywhere, on my face, in my mouth, in my eyes. When I finally stopped, drawing sharply in my breath, my heart stopped.

The knife slipped out of my grip, and I moved away, screaming in agony.

I didn’t stab Elias, but Ares.

I gasped awake, sitting up, looking around frantically, but I wasn’t in the hospital. My laptop was still on the bed, and the screen still showed the article I read about Elias King.

I buried my face in my hands, sobbing. My head ached so badly, and my eyes stung. I pulled my knees to my chest, rocking myself slowly.

It hurts, everywhere does, but my chest was boiling so intensely I thought my heart might stop beating. I cried again, more silently this time, as the tears drenched my pants.

My blurry eyes caught the screen. Elias picture.

I just want the pain to stop.

Tori: Hey, girl! I have to work this morning too. How are you? I kept calling, but you weren’t picking up. Are you okay? Please pick up.

"I’m worried about you." His eyes scanned me. "You don’t look okay."

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