All Chapters of Touch Me And You're Dead[English] : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

Chapter 32Hilda didn’t know where she gathered the courage—but she still went to the shop.The place was empty, no staff in sight, which startled her. She walked straight to the stockroom, eyes sweeping across the dim space.Behind her, Aron stood silently, his expression dark.He slowly raised his hand, envisioning himself strangling Hilda. In his mind, if he killed her now, he could finally keep her. He would bring her to a faraway place where it would be just the two of them—where she could never leave.“Whatever it is you’re planning… I know you can easily do it,” Hilda said suddenly, breaking the silence. “We’re the only ones here.”Aron froze.He looked at the steel shelf and saw his own reflection behind Hilda’s—her eyes watching him.“But I trust you,” Hilda continued. “Because we’re friends. And I know you wouldn’t do anything that would hurt me.”Aron’s expression darkened further. Without warning, he grabbed Hilda and spun her to face him.“Don’t act like you know me!” he

Chapter 34Days turned into weeks. Weeks into months. Yet nothing changed with Hilda’s condition.No one could stop their leader from killing every doctor who stepped into her room—especially when all of them said the same thing.Gabriel watched silently, troubled, as another group of doctors was carried out—lifeless.He entered the room and saw their leader standing at the center, blood-stained katana in hand, his clothes soaked in blood.Hilda remained unconscious in bed. Beside her, Khan gently wiped her hands with a damp towel as if everything were normal.Since the failed mission, the four had refused to accept new assignments. They stayed by Hilda’s side, silently guarding her.“Padrino,” Gabriel called.Arthur stood motionless, his face dark, gaze fixed on the sword he was gripping tightly.“You can’t keep killing every doctor that enters this room,” Gabriel said firmly. “Miss Hilda’s life—and her baby’s—depend on them.”Arthur stilled at those words and glanced at the woman ly

Chapter 36Arthur asked Hilda if she had anything she wanted to ask him.After finishing the soup Arthur had prepared, Hilda placed the bowl back on the tray and took the glass of milk he handed her.“Like what?” Hilda asked, cradling the warm glass between her palms as she gently blew on it.She was still weak, but it was nothing compared to earlier.“I think I’ve learned enough... heard enough... while I was asleep,” she whispered. “I don’t want to complicate things anymore. Because honestly, nothing’s going to change, anyway.”Arthur pressed his lips into a tight line. He had kept everything from Hilda—especially the truth about the children.Hilda couldn’t bring herself to be angry or question him, not after everything he’d done for her.Now that she was awake and saw Arthur right in front of her, she couldn’t help but wonder—was this really the same man who once brought her to that place and introduced her to Aron just to die? Was he the same Art who was once her mission partner,

Chapter 38“What are you planning to do after transferring your position to Aron?” Hilda asked as she scratched the back of her head, walking while holding Peri’s hand.Arthur admitted that he hadn’t really thought that far ahead. It wasn’t like money was a problem—he had several businesses locally and abroad that earned billions monthly.He looked at Hilda and the two children walking beside them.“Maybe we should just buy a house in the Philippines and stay there for good,” he said casually.Hilda stopped in her tracks and turned to him, eyes wide in disbelief. “Are you serious?” she asked.Arthur nodded. He said it would be good for him to finally step away from the organization. It was time to settle down, especially now that he had children.He gestured toward the twins. Hilda didn’t know what to feel in that moment. Was it okay to expect more? Was it okay to be greedy?She could only stare at Arthur, who was now watching the twins sit on the ground, looking curiously at somethin

Chapter 40"I want to marry her instead," Arthur declared, the memory of that night at the venue flashing vividly in his mind.From the moment Hilda arrived, Arthur had his eyes locked on her. He didn’t even glance away once. He noticed Aron from a distance, also watching Hilda while silently downing glass after glass of alcohol—his composure eerily steady. That was when Arthur discreetly called one of the waiters and gave a chilling command: to drug Hilda’s drink.Then Aron approached her. Arthur hadn’t originally planned to intervene, but when he saw Hilda starting to lose consciousness, he found himself gripping her arm tightly, reacting before he could even think.Now here he was again, acting on instinct, with no real plan. His gaze dropped to Hilda’s flushed cheeks, and all of a sudden, clarity hit him. He had meant to ask Aron which room Hilda would be taken to, but when she uttered his name and clung to him, his heart pounded wildly. He began to question everything.Could he r