All Chapters of The Devil's Nurse: Chapter 231 - Chapter 240

Rena’s POVLeon’s eyes fluttered open, weak but still sharp enough to cut through the chaos. He winced, blood staining his teeth as he tried to speak. “Why… why the hell is Andre here?”“Leon,” I cried, clutching his hand. “That’s what you’re worried about right now?”“Yes,” he muttered hoarsely, his voice barely above a rasp. “It’s important.”I let out a shaky breath, half laughing, half sobbing. “You’re bleeding out, and that’s what matters to you?”“Yeah,” he croaked, smirking faintly even as pain twisted his face. “That son of a bastard got me real good… from behind. I’m gonna enjoy chopping him in pieces when I…”“Shut up!” I snapped, pressing the scarf harder against his wound. “Just stop talking, Leon! Please! Don’t make it worse!”He tried to laugh but coughed instead…harsh, wet, and awful. Blood spattered his lips, and I froze in horror.God please. I don’t want him to die.“Leon, please!” I begged, tears streaming down my cheeks. “You’re going to be okay, just hold on. They

Cassian’s POV“What do you mean Leon is not with my fiancée anymore?” I asked again, voice tight with rage.Before Lucas could speak, I heard a tiny sound behind me.“Daddy?”It was barely a whisper. Small. Broken. I didn’t turn. I didn’t look. I couldn’t afford to right now…not with my temper hanging by a thread.“Let’s go, Abby,” Candy said sharply behind me. “Your father clearly doesn’t want you anymore. He wants another family.”My jaw clenched so hard something cracked in my neck. Rage shot through my veins like a fucking bullet, but I didn’t move. I stared at the door. Willed them to leave.A small sob broke the air.“Another family? Daddy doesn’t love me anymore?” Abigail’s voice cracked, and I felt something sharp pierce through my ribs. That one sentence dug at my heart, twisting it. She sounded lost. Hurt.But I stayed still.No. I can’t break now. I can’t fall apart over this. Reina. I need to get her back first. I need to clean this mess I dragged her into. Then…only the

Cassian’s POVMy hand tightened on Leon’s throat, fingers digging into the skin just below his jaw. His pulse hammered against my palm, fast and frantic, like a trapped bird trying to escape. The hospital room smelled of bleach, the beeps from the monitor behind him syncing with my rage. Lucas stood by the door, arms crossed, watching like he knew this was about to explode.“Why the hell are you acting surprised?” I snarled, leaning in so close I could see the sweat beading on his forehead. “Did that stab wound fuck up your brain or something?”“No, boss…” Leon gasped, his voice a ragged whisper as I squeezed harder. His face turned red, veins bulging in his neck. “It’s because…I don’t know where you got that information from.”My eyes flicked to Lucas…his jaw tight, nodding once in confirmation…then back to Leon. I released him with a shove. He collapsed back onto the bed, wheezing like a punctured balloon, clutching his bandaged stomach. Pathetic. How the fuck did I pick this wea

Cassian’s POVWhen I opened my eyes, the first thing that hit me was the pounding in my head…heavy, rhythmic, like someone hammering from the inside. The ceiling above me came into focus, dimly lit by the afternoon light leaking through the curtains.I wasn’t in a hospital. I was in my bed.“Easy, boss,” a voice said beside me. I turned my head…Lucas. His eyes were rimmed with exhaustion.“What happened?” I croaked out, the pounding in my head building up.“You drove into a streetlight while trying to avoid colliding with a truck,” he said quietly, rubbing his neck. “Good thing you were not badly hurt. I brought you home because I know you hate hospitals. So, I got the doctor to check you here instead.”My throat felt like sandpaper. “And?”“Just a slight concussion. Nothing major. No internal bleeding, no fractures. You’ve been out since yesterday. It’s past noon already.”I tried sitting up, but the room spun like I was underwater. Lucas caught me by the shoulders, forcing me gently

Reina’s POVHow would I have known that the peace I was beginning to enjoy would soon turn sour?It was just yesterday I was dancing barefoot under the chandelier lights during Joshua’s wedding, champagne glass in hand, spinning and laughing so hard my ribs hurt. The wedding had been beautiful, warm lights, laughter echoing through the garden, the scent of white roses and honey drifting through the air. I’d almost forgotten what it felt like to breathe without a weight on my chest.I’d told myself that night…really told myself…that I was done with Cassian Morelli.I’d made up my mind to forget him after overhearing Leon’s call days ago, hearing the confirmation of what I already feared; Cassian didn’t want me anymore. And for once, I was ready to believe it.Andre had been here too…unexpectedly. Turns out, he’d been invited by the bride, and I by the groom. Life’s little coincidences. He stuck by me through the night, keeping me company when my heart still felt fragile and raw. And