Chapter 263 Having a Nightmare

g across her palm, the air carrying the scent of the ocean. When that thread of sea breeze brushed past her palm, it felt incredibly cold.Like a streak of ice passing through her palm.She had changed...Chapter 263: Having a Nightmare

Ye Feimo didn't see Nuwan's struggle, but his thoughts were otherwise. This time, if John had the audacity to kidnap Nuwan again, he wouldn't let him off.

"Did Xiao Bai tell you about what happened with John How did you handle it" Ye Feimo asked in a solemn voice, a glimpse of sinister malice flashing across his sharp eyes like cold light streaking through the night sky, chilling and perilous.

"Julie used John as a target. He was shot by Mo Chen and died. Julie was also killed by Xiao Bai. The others were detained, and that young girl was sent back to America," Nuwan said, her heart weighed down somewhat. It was the first time she had experienced such life-and-death situations.

It was a genuine life-or-death situation where one could be shot down at any moment, which was extremely terrifying.

Later, Mo Xiao Bai told Nuwan what happened back then, and she pitied Angela. Regardless of how John was as a person, he must have been a good father. If not for his deep love for Angela, in that situation, if Julie had been provoked, she would definitely be dead.

It was their infighting that gave the Mafia and Feimo an opportunity to act.

Angela must have found it incredibly hard watching her father die right before her eyes.

This young girl had no family or support. What would she do in the future

These weren't issues she should concern herself with, but she couldn't help thinking about them.

"Fortunately, they are all dead. If I got my hands on them..." Ye Feimo's voice was flat as still water. Then, remembering that Nuwan didn't like this kind of topic, he stopped himself. He would definitely make them wish for death if they were in his clutches but couldn't achieve it.

"Moyao and Wushuang have handled this matter, so you don't need to worry about it. Just focus on recuperating," said Wenran with a smile.

Ye Feimo didn’t say anything more, finishing the congee in small sips. Upon seeing him finish his meal, Wenran let out a breath of relief and began to tuck him in. However, Ye Feimo caught her hand, and she raised her eyes to look at him, smiling softly.

"Do you have nightmares at night" he asked.

Wenran was taken aback; tears welled up in her eyes. Such a tender question stirred all the pain and sorrow within her, along with an overwhelming sense of gratitude. How perceptive did one need to be to notice this

Moxiaobai, Mochen, and Wushuang hadn’t asked about it out of fear that they might worry. Wenran had also kept silent for the same reason. In fact, she’d been having nightmares these past nights—her ears filled with gunshots every time, and in her dreams, she was still hanging from a ship’s pole at the port, eight meters above ground. Each time, she would be awakened by Julie's gunshot, drenched in cold sweat and unable to sleep again thereafter. She hadn’t slept well for these past nights.

She thought no one else knew about this.

"Feimo..."

Ye Feimo hugged her tightly, softly kissing the nape of her neck to soothe her fear. He understood better than anyone how she felt, for he himself had experienced it before. "When I first heard gunshots, I was just like you. Someone also died in front of me during that time. Every night back then, I had nightmares. Given your circumstances—first-time exposure and witnessing such scenes—you would definitely have nightmares."

Moxiaobai and Mochen didn’t notice because they were accustomed to gunshots and the violence that accompanied their lifestyle. Compared to them, Ye Feimo was better off, being the mastermind behind the scenes at Dragon Gate, where he handled all deals covertly without much public appearance unlike Tang Da and Su Ran, who had been fully exposed. His focus was on maintaining peace in the international community.

And because his childhood experience left such a profound impression, Ye Feimo remembered it well.

His guess that she hadn’t slept well these past nights stemmed from noticing dark circles under her eyes, leading him to conclude that nightmares were likely the cause.

"I'm not daring to sleep even at night," Warm said. "These past couple of days have been slightly better, but a few days ago, my dreams were quite intense; I didn't know what to do, so I want to sleep with you tonight."

"Sure!" he agreed eagerly. "From now on, I'll try to keep you away from such situations. This time was an accident, all because of Xiao Bai and Mo Chen, those troublemakers."

Warm wiped her tears, shook her head, and held Ye Feimo's hand tightly. "Feimo, don't blame Xiao Bai and Mo Chen. If it weren't for this accident, I wouldn't have known you grew up in such an environment; I always thought you were born with a silver spoon and lived a life without any hardships. It was my mistake—I've finally realized what kind of life you lead. So, this accident feels like a pleasant surprise."

Ye Feimo frowned—pleasant surprise

Warm smiled. "You don't know how happy I am to learn more about you."

Even the dark side of Ye Feimo made her happy; she didn't just want to see one side of him, but hoped to completely understand and integrate into his life.

If not for this time, she would never have known that he was always facing such danger.

Mo Yao, Mo Chen, Xiao Bai, Wu Shuang—these people grew up in similar circumstances. They weren't much older than her, but their experiences, knowledge, and courage were far beyond her reach.

This was another world she didn't know about; she had to thank John for showing her that Feimo also faced such dangers and went through such thrilling experiences. This would only make her understand him better and be more concerned for his well-being.

This pain, worth it!

"It's enough with just this one time," Ye Feimo said solemnly. He wouldn't allow a recurrence of such an incident because it was too dangerous. If Julie hadn't aimed to test him and hit his shoulder instead of his heart, he thought that in the moment, he might have lost control and gone berserk, unable to buy Mo Yao or Wu Shuang any time, possibly taking her with him to death. This wasn't what he wanted.

Warm gave a gentle smile, "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. It’s all in the past now. The most important thing is that I am safe and you are safe too; that’s what matters."

Ye Feimo agreed with her words. He patted the spot beside him, saying, “Come over.”

Warm smiled as she pulled back the covers and lay down next to him, her eyes filled with joy, "It won’t hinder your injury, will it"

"No!"

"Tell me more about what happened in the past," Warm said with a smile, “Anything is fine.”

“There’s nothing much to talk about.”

“You’re annoying,” Warm pouted. Ye Feimo pinched her cheek; his brows were full of tenderness and care. All he wanted now was for his injuries to heal so that he could return to City A and stay far away from Mo Xiaobai.

Warm turned sideways, holding his hand in hers and playing with it. Soft kisses landed on the back of his hand; Ye Feimo’s lips curled upwards, beautiful flowers blooming in his eyes, instantly brightening his mood.

"Before you lost consciousness, did you hear what I said to you in the rose garden" Warm finally asked this question. Since she had made her decision, it was important for her to fulfill her promise.

At that time, she had made up her mind: If she could escape death this time, she would marry Ye Feimo. She got shot and fell from such a high place, with lethal garbage below; it was Ye Feimo who risked his life by kicking away the garbage and holding her to shield her from impact. It was him risking his own life to save hers.

How could she still have any doubtsnly crawling onto the floor like a delinquent, pounding the deck. "I didn’t relapse, I didn’t relapse; don’t kick me…"Ye Wei had not intended to kick him but after hearing this, she kicked out again....