Game Over, Mr. CEO: Your Wife Is Done (Winter and Chris) novel Chapter 419

Chapter 419

The man who stepped out of the woods was none other than Sean.

Like William, he was dressed for hiking, with outdoor gear and hiking boots. Maybe it was because the mist in the woods softened the edges of his features, but there was a chill about him tonight that felt different from usual.

Chris didn’t look surprised to see him.

He and the men with him had already known there were people hiding in the woods.

And they had to be Zeller family men. Otherwise, William would never have dared to provoke him so recklessly.

Of course, Chris also knew that even if no one had been lying in wait in the woods, William still would have wiped Winter’s tears and held her hand right in front of him.

Because in that gritted smile of William’s, Chris had seen something that could no longer be suppressed.

Possessiveness.

A man’s possessiveness toward a woman.

Chris had sensed it a long time ago.

William should be grateful that Winter had never seen him that way.

At that moment, there wasn’t the slightest ripple in Chris’s eyes. His bottomless black gaze remained fixed on William’s left hand, the one holding Winter’s.

That sharp, icy stare was enough to make anyone’s skin crawl.

“Let go,” Winter warned in a low voice. She looked up and glared at William. “He really will shoot.”

She knew better than anyone how unhinged Chris could be.

No matter the place. No matter the person.

Back then, he had been willing to shoot her to protect Skyla. Of course he would shoot William too.

But William didn’t move. Instead, he held her hand even tighter.

“Then let him shoot,” he said. “If losing this hand means I can still take you with me, it’ll be worth it.”

The sight of William’s fingers tightening around hers seemed to slow endlessly in Chris’s eyes. His finger on the trigger went stiff and pale.

“William Zeller, have you lost your mind too?” Winter snapped, panic rising in her voice.

She could feel the cold, dangerous pressure coming from Chris.

William wanted to say that he had lost his mind a long time ago. From the day she married Chris, he had already gone mad.

But what could he do?

Her eyes had only ever been on that bastard Chris.

Yet when he met Winter’s anxious, frightened gaze, his heart softened helplessly.

“I...” He started to comfort her.

But before he could finish, a sharp, piercing sound cut past his ear.

Bang!

Bang!

Two gunshots rang out almost at the same time.

One bullet skimmed past William’s shoulder and struck the boulder behind him. Shattered fragments flew everywhere, sparks scattering across the ground.

The killing intent behind that shot was undisguised.

With Chris, there was no third chance.

The first shot had been a warning.

The second had still been a warning, and that had already exceeded his limit.

When Chris saw Winter throw her other arm up to protect William the moment the gunshots rang out, the red in his eyes deepened wildly.

Fresh blood dripped from the hand gripping his gun.

The three bodyguards beside him had seen it clearly.

The shot from the opposite side had come from Sean.

They hadn’t expected Sean to be such a good shot.

His bullet had struck Chris’s gun.

“Now give me the password,” Fabian said.

He wasn’t afraid of Skyla trying to trick him.

This madwoman had already lost herself completely over Chris.

If she refused to give him the password, he would take her away. At a moment like this, there was no way she would be willing to leave Chris behind. That was why he had no concern about telling her the truth about the explosives.

“Fine,” Skyla said hoarsely. “I’ll tell you. The password is—”

It was the password to unlock the formula for a high-purity illegal drug, the key Fabian needed for his overseas deal. Bart had refused to hand it over even in death.

Once Fabian got the password, he tossed Skyla a detonator and immediately left through the other side of the woods with Garrett.

Skyla leaned against the tree stump and took a few ragged breaths.

Then she heard gunshots not far away.

Faintly, she heard a familiar voice.

She dragged herself up from the ground and moved quickly toward the edge of the woods, pulling her bleeding leg behind her. With both hands braced against a tree trunk, she peered through the gaps between the branches.

She looked toward the source of the sound.

When she saw the woman standing beside William under the moonlight, hatred surged through her eyes.

It really was Winter.

Who was Winter talking to?

Skyla stepped over the dead branches on the ground and moved two steps to the right.

“Chris…”

The moment Skyla saw the man standing opposite Winter, every drop of blood in her body seemed to boil.

That tall, commanding figure could only belong to Chris.

But when she heard what they were saying to each other, the hand holding the detonator began to tremble uncontrollably.

Did he really love Winter that much?