The Boy Who Tattooed My Name on His Chest novel Chapter 38

Two lecherous-looking men appeared at the door, leering at me. They sneered, "Natalie, don’t worry, we’ll make sure to complete the task!"

I swallowed the nausea rising in my throat and, with my last bit of strength, I glared at Natalie, shouting, "You’ll regret this!"

She laughed nonchalantly.

"Regret? Hahahaha, you should worry about yourself first. Once you’re ruined, Zane will wake up, and then he’ll understand who’s the right person for him!"

As Natalie basked in her victory, the hotel room door creaked open.

Zane appeared in the doorway.

The two lecherous men were already easily knocked out by him, lying unconscious on the floor.

Natalie turned around in shock, her eyes full of hatred.

She finally realized— I had been prepared.

Before I came, I had already sent Henry my location and told him that if my situation changed, he should contact someone to find me.

But I hadn’t expected Zane to be the one to show up.

His face was cold as he stared at Natalie as if she were already a dead woman.

Natalie took a few steps back, tears in her eyes as she tried to explain, "Zane, let me explain…"

"Ah!"

Zane grabbed Natalie by the neck, slamming her against the wall and lifting her up.

She struggled desperately, gasping for air as tears and mucus streamed from her face. Just before she passed out, Zane released her.

She collapsed to the floor, clutching her neck, gasping like a defeated animal.

"You should be thankful that Xena is safe now."

"Otherwise, you would never walk out of this room alive."

At this moment, Zane was like a vengeful god.

I had never seen him this crazy before, and for a moment, I was dazed.

So my life and death were really this important to him?

Henry soon arrived as well, his gaze filled with concern as he looked at me, apologizing, "It wasn’t me who told Zane. Lily saw my phone, and she made him come."

Lily, who had been following him closely, frowned and said, "Are you blaming me?"

"This should have been dealt with between them. Zane should have been the one to handle it!"

Henry looked at her helplessly and waved his hand.

I couldn’t help but laugh at their dynamic.

My gaze shifted, and I saw that Zane had been standing in the corner, staring at me, but he didn’t dare approach or speak.

I sighed and thanked him.

"No… Xena, it’s all my fault." He slowly lowered his gaze.

"I trusted her too easily. I hurt you, and I gave her the chance to hurt you too…" His voice cracked as he spoke.

I froze, and when I came to, I saw that Zane’s face was covered in tears.

But with that, he and Lily couldn’t avoid collaborating with each other.

Lily had become much more reserved in front of him, often using their cooperation as an excuse to ask him out for meals.

I didn’t know what their final outcome would be, just as I didn’t know what my own future held.

Zane withdrew the measures he had imposed on my father and began desperately trying to make up for it.

My father’s opinion of him gradually improved.

He often looked at me with a sigh.

I knew, he too was wondering about the strange, delayed nature of this relationship.

Every day, Zane would appear punctually at the entrance of my office building, even though I had never once ridden in his car.

My colleagues often expressed envy toward me.

I simply smiled and didn’t speak.

Then, one day, it poured.

Zane stood outside the car in the rain, waiting for me for thirty minutes.

By the time I came down, he was almost drowned in the downpour.

I sighed and tilted my umbrella over him.

He smiled faintly, looked into my eyes, and said, "Xena, today, in the rain, let me be the one waiting for your message."