The Wife He Never Meant to Love (Lila and Damon) novel Chapter 277

Chapter 277

Chapter 277

Bloodshot eyes stared blankly at the hospital hallway as Damon stepped out of Lila’s room.

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The moment the door closed behind him, the warmth in his expression disappeared completely.

Everything around him looked gray.

Cold.

Lifeless.

The sound of nurses walking past, the distant beeping of machines, the quiet conversations in the hallway -all of it faded into meaningless noise.

Inside that room was Lila.

Broken.

Clinging to memories that no longer existed.

And outside that room—

Damon became a monster again.

He slowly loosened the collar around his neck, exhaling heavily as though the hospital itself was suffocating him.

Ina immediately stood from the bench nearby.

Her eyes were swollen from crying, but she forced herself to remain composed.

“She just fell asleep,” Ina whispered softly.

Damon gave a slight nod.

“Stay with her.”

Ina hesitated before speaking carefully.

“And you?”

Damon’s gaze darkened.

“I have something to finish.”

Without another word, he walked past her.

At the end of the hallway. Henry stood waiting silently in a black suit, posture straight and respectful. Beside him stood Jorgie, unusually quiet for once.

The moment Damon approached, both men lowered their heads slightly.

“Boss”

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Damon stopped briefly and looked at Jorgie.

“You stay here,” he ordered coldly. “Watch over them.”

Jorgie nodded immediately.

“Yes, Boss.”

Damon continued walking toward the elevator while Henry followed closely behind him.

“I’ll be gone for a couple of days,” Damon announced flatly.

Neither man questioned him.

They already knew.

Someone was going to die.

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The underground parking lot was eerily silent as Damon entered the black SUV waiting for him.

Henry slid into the passenger seat while the driver started the engine.

Rain poured heavily outside, water streaking across the windows like endless tears.

For several minutes, nobody spoke.

Then Henry finally broke the silence.

“The Madam is still missing.”

Damon’s eyes remained fixed on the rain outside.

“We can assume she’s badly injured,” Henry continued carefully.

Damon’s jaw tightened.

“Trace her,” he ordered coldly.

Then his gaze darkened further.

“And finish her.”

Henry nodded once.

“Understood.”

The vehicle disappeared into the storm.

Hours later, the SUV stopped in front of an abandoned house hidden deep within the forest outskirts.

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The property looked dead.

Rotting wood.

Broken windows.

Rusted gates.

The kind of place forgotten by the world.

But inside-

hell was waiting.

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The moment Damon stepped out of the vehicle, armed men stationed around the property straightened immediately.

Mark emerged from the front door, cigarette resting between his fingers.

“She’s clean,” he muttered. “No tails.”

Damon walked past him without responding.

Henry followed behind silently.

Inside the house, the smell of blood and damp wood lingered heavily in the air.

Dim lights flickered overhead.

At the center of the room hung a man tied by his wrists from the ceiling.

The Hunter.

Bruised.

Bloodied.

But still laughing.

His head lifted slowly when he heard footsteps approaching.

Then his eyes landed on Henry.

A grin stretched across his battered face.

“I can’t believe the driver was actually telling the truth,” the Hunter laughed hoarsely. “I didn’t know you were really working for Damon.”

Henry adjusted his sleeves casually.

“Yeah,” he replied flatly. “I changed employers.”

The Hunter spat blood onto the floor.

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“What a waste.”

Henry shrugged.

“They offered better pay.”

His tone sounded so calm it almost felt ridiculous considering the situation.

Then Henry tilted his head slightly.

“Oh, and just so you know…”

His expression darkened slightly.

“Madam is dead.”

The Hunter froze.

Silence filled the room instantly.

Then he burst into laughter again.

“You’re lying.”

Henry simply stared at him.

“You’re such a liar, Henry.”

“Well,” Henry replied casually, “whether you believe me or not is your choice. You know me. I don’t force people to believe me.”

The Hunter’s breathing became uneven.

His eyes darted toward Damon, searching for answers.

But Damon stood there expressionless.

Emotionless.

Like death itself.

Henry suddenly grinned.

“Boss man,” he said while glancing at Damon, “this guy is no good. Don’t hire him.”

“Alright,” Damon answered flatly.

The Hunter laughed again, but this time there was panic hidden beneath it.

Mark motioned toward his men.

Two armed guards stepped forward and untied the Hunter before dragging him through another hallway deeper into the house.

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Eventually they entered a large dark room illuminated only by dozens of glowing monitors mounted across the walls.

The Hunter was thrown violently onto a chair.

Mark pulled another chair beside him while Trey leaned silently against the wall.

The monitors flickered alive one by one.

Bank accounts.

Warehouses.

Safe houses.

Black market routes.

Organization members.

Everything.

Every piece of Madam’s empire was displayed on the screens.

The Hunter’s face slowly paled.

“No…”

Damon stood behind him.

Cold.

Terrifying.

“We’ll take them out one by one.”

The Hunter clenched his fists violently.

“You can’t.”

Damon’s eyes darkened.

“Watch me.”

Then he turned and walked away.

Henry followed him without hesitation.

Soon only Mark and Trey remained inside the room.

The house became eerily silent afterward except for the faint hum of the monitors.

The Hunter stared at the screens in disbelief.

Years

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Years spent building the organization.

Bloodshed.

Betrayal.

Murder.

All of it-

collapsing in front of his eyes.

One monitor suddenly showed a warehouse raid.

Gunshots echoed loudly.

Men screamed.

Another monitor displayed several organization members being dragged away in handcuffs.

Another showed burned shipments.

Another showed frozen offshore accounts.

One by one-

everything fell apart.

“No…” the Hunter whispered shakily. “No… this is impossible…”

Trey chuckled quietly from the corner.

“Heh.”

The Hunter glared at him.

“You seem pretty confident the organization won’t crumble,” Trey said calmly.

The Hunter gritted his teeth.

“You people don’t understand what Madam built.”

Trey slowly walked closer.

“No.”

He smirked faintly.

“You don’t understand Damon.”

The Hunter frowned.

Trey crouched slightly until they were eye level.

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“Let me tell you a little secret.”

His smile disappeared.

“The reason Boss went berserk…”

A dangerous glint appeared in Trey’s eyes.

“…is because you touched the only thing in this world that mattered to him.”

The Hunter froze.

“The one thing capable of making him lose his humanity.”

The room fell silent again.

Then Trey stood up casually.

“All you can do now…”

He looked toward the monitors.

“…is enjoy the show.”

With that, he left the room.

The heavy steel door slammed shut behind him.

The Hunter stared blankly at the screens.

More deaths.

More arrests.

More destruction.

Madam’s empire was dying faster than he could process.

Then suddenly-

one monitor flickered.

Henry appeared onscreen, seated casually in front of the camera.

The audio echoed loudly throughout the room.

“You won’t believe what I found out,” Henry said lightly.

The Hunter’s expression changed instantly.

“You were actually Madam’s lover.”

Silence

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“And Ethan…”

Henry’s gaze sharpened.

“…was your son.”

The Hunter’s breathing stopped.

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“Bold of you.” Henry continued coldly, “to betray the former head of the organization-the man who trusted you first.”

The Hunter’s eyes widened violently.

“And here’s the bad news…”

Henry leaned closer toward the camera.

“Ethan died the same day as the Young Master.”

The Hunter’s face turned white.

“They pulled both boys from the wreckage…”

Henry’s voice softened slightly.

“…hugging each other like real brothers.”

The Hunter exploded.

“SHUT UP!”

His scream echoed violently throughout the room.

“SHUT THE HELL UP!”

Chains rattled as he struggled wildly against restraints.

“You’re lying!”

Tears suddenly streamed down his face,

“ETHAN IS NOT DEAD!”

The scream was so loud even Mark heard it from the adjacent room.

Mark glanced toward Trey, who had just entered carrying coffee.

“What’s wrong with him?” Mark asked.

Trey sat beside him calmly.

For the first time in a long while, Mark had asked him something personal.

Trey leaned back lazily.

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“Ethan was the Hunter’s kid.”

Mark’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“He and Madam betrayed the former organization head together.”

Trey’s gaze darkened.

“The Hunter killed the old man himself because Madam told him to.”

Mark stayed silent.

“She promised they’d get married afterward.”

A bitter laugh escaped Trey.

“But Madam only ever loved power.”

Inside the monitor room, the Hunter completely broke down.

He screamed.

Cried.

Denied everything.

But the truth continued flashing before him mercilessly.

Ethan’s body.

The crash site.

The reports.

The deaths.

Again and again.

The boy was gone.

And for the first time in years-

the Hunter regretted everything.

He remembered Ethan as a child.

The first time the boy smiled at him.

The first time he secretly called him “Dad.”

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The moments he watched Ethan sleep peacefully while believing the organization would someday belong

to him

All gone

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Destroyed.

Because of greed.

Because of ambition.

Because they followed Madam blindly.

The Hunter slowly lowered his head.

Then he laughed weakly.

A broken.

Empty laugh.

“How pathetic…”

His tears dripped onto the floor.

He sacrificed everything for Madam.

Killed for her.

Betrayed for her.

Ruined innocent lives for her.

And in the end-

his own son died beside the very child they targeted.

Like punishment from fate itself.

Elsewhere, Damon stood alone outside the abandoned house beneath the heavy rain.

The storm soaked him completely, but he didn’t move.

Henry eventually approached quietly with an umbrella.

“You’ll get sick,” Henry muttered.

Damon remained silent.

Rainwater mixed with the tears he refused to acknowledge.

“They found another safe house,” Henry informed carefully. “We move tonight.”

Sull no response.

Henry hesitated

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Then quietly asked-

“Boss… after this is over…”

Damon finally spoke.

“What exactly am I supposed to do after this?”

Henry fell silent.

Damon stared blankly into the darkness ahead.

“My son is dead.”

His voice cracked slightly.

“My wife forgot reality just to survive it.”

His fists trembled.

“And I…”

He lowered his head slowly.

“…was too late.”

Henry had no answer.

Because nothing could fix this anymore.

No revenge.

No bloodshed.

No punishment.

Nothing would bring Damian back.

Damon slowly closed his eyes.

Yet despite everything-

his rage still burned endlessly.

Because somewhere out there-

Madam was still breathing.

And until she stopped-

this nightmare would never end.

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