All Chapters of The Devil's Nurse: Chapter 221 - Chapter 230

Cassian’s POVAbigail’s little voice still hung in the air, small and trembling, a whisper that didn’t belong in a room like this.Lucas froze mid-punch, his fist hovering in the air, blood dripping from his knuckles onto the floor where Ethan lay coughing and laughing like a madman.For a second, I couldn’t move.Abigail stood there like a tiny bright thing in a ruined room, one of Annabella’s stuffed rabbits clutched to her chest. Her eyes were enormous, searching, and in that instant everything…every plan, every angry pulse…stalled beneath the weight of her face.Ethan’s grin split wide, delighted by the fracture he’d made. He let the silence sit, soaking it up like a man who’d been starved and finally tasted blood. Then he leaned back against the splintered table and, slow as winter, began to speak.“She should’ve stayed buried with Annabella,” he said with a grin. “You think you’ve got something back? That perfect little family you think you’ve gotten back… I’ll make you watch as

Cassian’s POVThe moment the robe hit the floor, my body moved on instinct. I closed the distance between us in a blur…heat, breath, need. My hands caught her before my mind could. The feel of her, the weight of her in my arms, sent a shudder through me so violent I almost dropped her.“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” I breathed against her hair. Her scent…faint vanilla and jasmine…filled my lungs like oxygen after drowning. I pulled her close, desperate to feel something real, something that wasn’t the ache of her absence or the chaos in my heart.Her lips met mine…or maybe I took them…but it was like striking a match in a room full of gasoline. I led her to the bed in a frenzy, my whole body trembling with need. “Why did you leave me, Reina? Fuck I’ll make you pay,” I groaned as I began unbuckling my belt in a haste. I leaned forward again as I worked on taking off my trouser to get more taste of her, my mouth hungrily claiming her breast.For a second, I could almost believe she’d come b

Cassian’s POVWhat the actual fuck?Right in my home, by the corner of the living room, Abby was on her knees, a bucket of water balanced on her head. I froze. Anger and confusion slammed through me so fast I couldn’t move at first. Her little arms trembled from the effort, her small fingers struggling to keep the bucket steady.Then I saw who sat in front of her. Candy or whatever her name is. Her eyes narrowed, a sneer sitting perfectly on her face as she stared down at my daughter.Everything else blurred out. I turned sharply and marched toward them, each step heavier than the last.“What the hell is going on here?” I growled before I even reached them.Candy flinched like a thief caught red-handed. Abby was sniffling, tear tracks dried against her cheeks. Lucas didn’t waste a second…he ran to her, lifted the bucket off her head, and pulled her into his arms. She folded into him, shaking, her breathing uneven and harsh.I saw red.“Can you tell me why my daughter was kneeling in f

Reina’s POVFor a second, I just stood there. Completely frozen.I could actually hear my own heartbeat, which was ridiculous because the restaurant wasn’t loud at all. Just quiet, elegant, with soft jazz humming from hidden speakers and a faint smell of wine and roses in the air.I wasn’t sure what to do first…introduce myself or find a way to crawl under the table and disappear.The man…Andre…smiled patiently. He had that kind of face that made you feel seen, but also judged at the same time. Sharp jawline, just a hint of stubble, neatly combed dark hair that looked expensive somehow. His suit probably cost more than Leon’s entire monthly paycheck. He looked like money. Smelled like it too…sandalwood, leather, and something crisp that made you think of five-star hotels and old whiskey.“I—I’m sorry,” I said quickly, waving my hands like an idiot. “My uncle set this whole thing up. I didn’t know about it. I’m Reina. Not… Rainbow.”Andre chuckled, his voice deep and smooth. “Oh, I kn

Reina’s POV My heart was still thudding from that stupid dream when I saw the name that flashed on my screen. Joshua. I blinked, rubbing my eyes and sitting up straight. Great. Just great. I’d been dreaming about Cassian and now, someone I owe big time is calling me in real life. I cleared my throat and hit the return call button. “Hey,” I said as soon as the line connected. “Hey, Reina,” Joshua’s familiar voice came through, easy and casual as ever. “For a minute there, I thought you ignored my call on purpose.” I straightened, quickly refuting the thought. “Oh no, why would you say that? I was…sleeping.” Not having hot dream sex about a man I’m trying so hard to forget. Just sleeping. He chuckled softly. “Thank God. You almost gave me a mini heart attack.” There was a small pause, and then he said, “So… are you still coming for my wedding?” I froze, eyes widening as my brain short-circuited. Oh my God. The wedding. Stupid Reina! I face-palmed myself so hard my forehead a