I Slept with My Boss and Ran Away

Selene heard Harvey’s voice and paused, turning to look back. It was indeed a coincidence. But at that moment, Selene couldn’t afford to think about it; she had to shake off the group chasing her.

Harvey, in the back seat, chattered incessantly, “Selene, you’re hurt! How did you get injured? Go to the hospital; you’re still bleeding.” This was the first time in his life Harvey had seen such a severe wound. The flesh was turned outward, a sight so gruesome it made one’s heart race. It must have hurt terribly.

Ignoring Harvey, Selene finally managed to lose the pursuers. She pulled over on a deserted road outside the city and slumped over the steering wheel, unable to hold on any longer as she fell unconscious.NôvelDrama.Org: owner of this content.

Harvey called her name twice with no response. Panicking, he got out of the car and opened the driver’s door. The seat was already stained red with blood. “She can’t be dead, right?” he muttered, checking her breath and finding she was still alive. He quickly moved her to the back seat and drove to the hospital.

At the hospital, when the car door opened and a cold wind blew in, Selene momentarily regained consciousness. She saw they were at a hospital and weakly said, “Can’t go to the hospital…” Harvey picked her up and walked inside. “If we don’t go to the hospital, you’ll die.”

Despite his delicate appearance, Harvey carried Selene effortlessly into the hospital. Unable to resist, Selene was soon wheeled into surgery.

As the operating room light turned on above her, Selene felt a fleeting sense of disorientation. It was her first time in a hospital in over twenty years. Previously, she had always managed her injuries herself with basic treatment.

The first time she went on a mission, she was with a close friend who got injured. She begged their master to take her friend to a hospital, but he refused, saying their kind couldn’t go to hospitals as it would bring too much trouble and attract police attention. Her friend didn’t make it through that time.

Selene herself had survived three days and nights of fever alone. That was her master’s final lesson for her-paid for with her friend’s life-turning her into a sharp killing tool.

From debuting at fifteen until now, ten years had passed. She had served Celestial Alliance for a decade and had grown numb, longing to leave the organization. She made a bet with her master: if she could complete this mission, she could leave Celestial Alliance this year.

As anesthesia took effect, Selene closed her eyes and knew nothing of what happened next.

When she woke again, it was nearly dawn. She vaguely heard Harvey on the phone with someone: “Mom, I didn’t mess around; don’t worry. I’ll be back tomorrow; I have a friend who’s hurt…”

Harvey hadn’t gone home and Mrs. Fieldmouse had checked up on him. Selene’s wound throbbed painfully; every movement made it burn intensely.

She gasped in pain and Harvey heard it from outside. He ended his call and came in quickly: “Selene, you’re awake! Thank goodness.”

Selene tried to sit up; lying down hurt too much. Understanding her struggle, Harvey helped her up: “Who did this to you? I thought you were tough! Who did you offend that they’d hurt you so badly?”

Previously receiving death threats himself, Harvey had hoped Selene could protect him. Now it seemed her enemies were far more dangerous than his own troubles.

Selene didn’t want to talk; she silently turned over and tried to sleep on her stomach.

Harvey admired Selene’s resilience; if it were any other man with such deep wounds, they would have groaned in pain at least once. But Selene didn’t make a sound. Despite being a seemingly delicate woman, she possessed strength that put men to shame.

Sitting by her bed, Harvey said softly: “Rest well and heal up. Don’t worry; no police will come looking for you. The hospital staff won’t talk either. Though I might seem useless with my lifestyle of indulgence, the Fieldmouse family name still carries some weight.”

Selene remained silent throughout; eventually, Harvey stopped talking too and just sat there quietly with her-a small act of kindness for him.

Suddenly, Selene whispered: “Thank you.”