CHAPTER 268 DON'T YOU WANT HIM TO DIE?

Chapter 268 Don't You Want Him to Die?

His words made Libby's pupils constrict. Libby glared at the prison guard with a ferocious look. "What...

What do you mean?"

The prison guard looked back at Libby with a mocking smile and left the cell, leaving Libby to die.

Soon, Libby rolled on the ground in pain while covering her chest.

She had accomplished the mission assigned by the man, but he wanted to kill her. She wondered why.

Covering her chest, Libby gazed in the direction where the prison guard had gone.

In an instant, many things appeared in her mind.

She recalled the first time when she encountered Hollie, the fear and panic after accomplishing the first

mission assigned by the mysterious man, and the joy when she thought she would be set free.

Libby didn't think she would choose to become a woman like this if she could be reborn. In the end, her

head tilted, and her eyes were closed.

...

When Martha arrived at the prison, she saw Libby's dead body on the floor.

Dark blood oozed from her mouth. Seemingly she was poisoned. However, the scene was weird.

The prison had been heavily guarded. Martha wondered why Libby could have been poisoned. Even if

so, how could she have taken it before her bed and died in reluctance?

Judging from Libby's expression, she didn't want to commit suicide by taking the drug. Instead, she

seemed to be killed to keep some secrets.

Martha narrowed her eyes, confusion and panic appearing in her eyes.

...

Meanwhile, Jane sat on the bench in the hospital to watch the man in ICU without blinking. His face

was pale. His breath under the oxygen mask was weak.

Jane had never expected Stefan to save Martha and Jimmy. However, thinking about his behaviors

earlier, Jane could understand why he had done so.

Suddenly, Jane heard footsteps from the end of the dark corridor. Frowning, she looked in that

direction, wondering who was there.

A man stopped at the edge of the shadow, looking at Jane with unfathomable eyes.

It was Louis. He wore a black handmade windbreaker. He gave off a cold vibe, unlike the man with a

gentle look as usual.

Staring at him in confusion, Jane wondered why he had come to the hospital. However, she repressed

her curiosity without asking as she knew Louis disliked nosy and talkative people the most.

They were on the ICU floor. Usually, several nurses were on the night shift. Yet Louis had sent away

the doctors and nurses on duty tonight.

After shooting a cold glance at Jane, he walked into the ICU.

Jane watched him, furrowing her eyebrows subconsciously. She couldn't help wondering what Louis

wanted to do.

Jane was gazing at him without blinking, fearing he would do something evil.

Yet her submissiveness made her subconsciously hide her uneasiness.

Louis narrowed his eyes slightly while staring at Stefan, who was in a coma on the bed. His eyes were

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Stefan's face was ashen, looking lifeless. He would look dead if it weren't for his occasionally heaved

chest.

With a sneer, Louis approached his bed. His fingers touched the oxygen mask and trailed it down.

In a panic, Jane walked up to the door. Noticing what he was doing, she bit out, "Please don't!"

The next second, her voice reminded her that she was commanding Louis.

Yet she didn't want Stefan to die.

Upon hearing her voice, Louis looked back, scowling at her.

Biting her lip, Jane hesitated for a while and made up her mind. She explained, "Ms. Doyle had a car

accident earlier. Stefan saved her and Jimmy. Sir, I don't think killing him now is a good idea."

Louis narrowed his deep-set eyes.

He didn't expect Jane to defend Stefan.

Gazing at her sternly, Louis asked, "Why not?"

Jane clenched her fists subconsciously, feeling the sweat oozing in her palms. She quickly found the

reasons and carefully sorted her wording in her mind to avoid his suspicion.

Then she replied, "If Stefan died now, Ms. Doyle would blame herself."

Louis paused and asked unhappily, "You don't want him to die, do you?"

Jane stiffened. After returning to her senses, she shook her head and explained, "That's not the case,

sir. I'm afraid Ms. Doyle will blame herself for this incident. And also, Jimmy... He met his birth father

not long ago. If his father died, he would be heartbroken."

Louis stared at her, his eyes becoming colder.

Jane trembled slightly, wondering what to do. Louis was always moody, and she could never see

through him.

However, she couldn't watch him kill Stefan without doing anything.

A while later, Louis broke the silence in the ICU. "None of the matters is your business."

His words made Jane bite her lip hard and silently bow her head.

Soon, she looked up again and asked anxiously, "Sir, do you really have the heart to see Ms. Doyle

and Jimmy suffer?"

"You've crossed the line, Jane."

Louis's remark brought Jane back to her senses.

She lowered her head and buttoned her lip. Her eyes drooped.

Yet Louis still didn't withdraw his cold eyes at her, as if he wanted to figure out why Jane suddenly

defended Stefan.

Under his gaze, Jane stiffened and dared not to move a bit.

As if a century had passed, Louis finally withdrew his eyes and parted his lips again. "You, take off his

oxygen mask."