Chapter 27 - ​Chapter 27: The Guard’s Mistake

​A young orderly entered Xuan's room, his eyes darting nervously toward the man sitting in the shadows. He made the mistake of stepping too close, of trying to offer a word of "sympathy." "It'll get better, Mr. Xuan. Once the medication kicks in—" Before he could finish, Xuan was on his feet, his movements a blur of extreme, jealous energy. He didn't want sympathy; he wanted blood. He pinned the man against the door, his fingers tightening around the collar of the uniform. "Does Wei Chen pay you to watch me?" Xuan hissed, his face a mask of terrifying focus. "Does he ask you if I'm still dreaming of her?" The misunderstanding that everyone was a spy for the rival family had become his reality. He began to search the orderly's pockets, his breath coming in short, jagged gasps of extreme possessiveness. He found a keycard, a small piece of plastic that represented a bridge back to his heart. He didn't kill the man; he simply left him unconscious, a silent tribute to the mercy he no longer possessed for the rest of humanity. He stepped into the hallway, his heart hammering a war drum in his chest. Every step he took toward the exit was a step toward Ning, and a step closer to the annihilation of the Wei family. The extreme level of his love was a compass, pointing through the dark, through the law, and through the very fabric of his own sanity.