100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Eighty-Eight…

Bang!

The sound of the gunshot reverberated in the mansion. Everything happened so fast that Jane wasn't able to react quickly. She was still shaken up by Nathan's death when Monica suddenly showed up.

Before she knew it, Monica already pulled the trigger, aiming at her. But someone intervened to protect Jane. It was none other than Ethan, her son.

"Mommy…" Ethan called her out in his weak voice.

Time seemed to slow as Jane realized that she never felt any pain. It only meant that she wasn't hit by the gunshot.

"Ethan?" Jane's eyes snapped open in horror as she saw the small figure before her. His fragile frame wavered as his little hands reached out toward her. He tried to be strong for her, even in this moment.

"My son… are you–" Her voice cracked, unable to finish her words. Ethan collapsed right in front of her, her eyes widening in pure shock and disbelief.

As Ethan fell into her arms, the boy still managed to touch her face, his fingers gently brushing her cheek. He smiled, though his lips were stained with crimson. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, staining the front of his shirt, and his breathing grew labored.

"Daddy… I fulfilled my promise. I protected Mommy," Ethan mumbled, barely above a whisper.

At that certain moment, Jane felt like she was having a nightmare. Her heart pounded violently against her chest as she stared at her son in horror.

"No, no, no... Ethan!" Jane cried, her voice breaking as she cradled him in her arms. She was at her wit's end.

Tears streamed down her face, falling onto his own face. Jane was no longer paying attention to her surroundings. This cruel reality crashed down on her, drowning her in despair. She couldn't lose both Ethan and Nathan at the same time!

"No, Ethan. Mommy is here. Please… don't leave me." She begged desperately while sobbing uncontrollably.

"Don't cry, Mommy! Don't cry…" Ethan whispered as he tried to stay conscious. His small fingers clung to her.

Jane rested her forehead against his. "I… I can't lose you. I can't… my son."

"Ethan, Stay with Mommy, okay? I'm going to save you! I promise. Just stay with me, baby."

Since Jane's attention was focused on Ethan, she had forgotten that Monica's threat was still present. She stood just a few feet away, watching the scene with a sly grin on her face. The gun still hung loosely in her hand, but she didn't seem to care.

She was contemplating whether to shoot Jane or just let her be in her misery. Losing the two people she loved was the same thing as killing her. Monica was already satisfied with Jane's current state. She could see her despair, her fear, and her hopelessness.

"Haha. She's done. She looks dead to me now," Monica said triumphantly.

Monica was still rejoicing when another figure arrived. It was Tatsumi! He quickly sprang into action, catching her off guard. He grabbed her wrist, twisting it from behind her while snatching the gun from her.

"Aaah!" Monica groaned in pain. She tried to struggle but Tatsumi pinned her on the wall while restraining her movement.

"Jane!" Tatsumi called out as he turned to check on her. "Are you—" his words died in his throat when he finally saw her… sitting on the bed, crying non-stop, covered in blood, holding Ethan's body. He also noticed Nathan who was lying motionlessly next to them. The sight was more than he could bear.

'Damn it! Are we too late?' Tatsumi cursed under his breath, his heart filled with guilt and regrets. He blamed himself for not being able to do something for Jane.

"Ouch! Let me go!" Monica complained as Tatsumi's grip on her wrist tightened.

"Shut up! You evil witch!" Tatsumi pressed her body further to the wall, the side of her face already touching the wall.

As Monica continued to struggle against Tatsumi's grip, they suddenly heard Jane's hysterical voice, catching their attention.

"No!!! Ethan, please stay awake."

"I love you, Mommy," Ethan whispered, his voice so soft, so fragile, before his hand fell limply from her cheek, his eyes slowly closing.

"Ethan!" Jane screamed, her voice filled with agony as she clutched him tightly to her chest, rocking back and forth, refusing to let go. "Please, stay with me! Please, don't leave Mommy! Baby…"

Jane's sobs echoed through the room. Her pain was unbearable, tearing her soul apart. Everything she had loved, everything that had brought her joy, was now gone in an instant. Ethan, her son—gone. Nathan, the man she loved—taken from her. It felt as if the world had lost all meaning.

Nothing mattered anymore.

Soon her cry was replaced by menacing laughter, it was hollow and filled with bitterness. 'Why? Why this is happening to me?! Why fate is so cruel to me?'

Tatsumi's heart sank witnessing this scene. He clenched his jaw, sorrow building up inside him. But given their current situation, Tatsumi knew they didn't have time. They were still in the enemy's territory. He had to get Jane out of there. He didn't know what Vincent and his men were planning.

"Jane, listen to me," Tatsumi said firmly, trying to keep his voice steady despite the lump in his throat. "We have to go. I know this is unbearable, but we can't stay here."

At this moment, Jane realized that she was not alone in that room. She turned in the direction of that voice and saw Monica and Tatsumi. Her gaze landed on Monica. Rage flickered in her eyes, dark and unforgiving.

Her expression once filled with sorrow hardened as she gently placed Ethan's body next to Nathan. She wiped away her tears as she traced her steps toward them.

Meanwhile, another figure arrived at the room. Vincent rushed inside only to be surprised to see the current situation. His eyes caught Ethan and Nathan behind Jane who was walking toward the door.

Vincent and Jane met each other's eyes for a moment. He could see hatred and anger in them. Though he had just arrived, Vincent had already grasped the situation. Monica did something unforgivable.

He turned to Monica, clenching his fists tightly. 'She did it. She didn't only hurt Nathan… she even touched an innocent child.'

The room was engulfed by a deafening silence. Monica suddenly felt intimidated by Jane's frightening gaze. On her side, she could see Vincent standing at the door.

"Vincent, help me." Monica pleaded.

But Vincent ignored her plea, giving her a look of disdain.

Monica became anxious because of Vincent's cold treatment. She managed to escape from him a while ago using her men so she knew that Vincent came there for Jane. He only cared about Jane.

Jane didn't say a word but her silence put more pressure and heavy tension in the atmosphere. Upon reaching Tatsumi's spot, she took the gun from him. It was the same gun that hit Ethan earlier.

Receiving Jane's cue, Tatsumi released Monica from his grip. Both Tatsumi and Vincent just stood there, waiting for Jane's next move.

On the other hand, Monica stood frozen in her spot. She could feel that Jane was going to end her life to avenge Nathan and Ethan's death. That was what everyone was thinking at that moment. No one could save Monica from Jane's wrath.

Jane smirked as she darted her gaze back and forth between Monica and Vincent.

"Both of you… Win. I admit defeat," Jane broke the silence while eyeing Vincent and Monica meaningfully.

And the next thing they heard was another sound of a gunshot.

Bang!

"Jane!!!"

Both Vincent and Tatsumi screamed her name.