Chapter 487

Even though Tristan was badly injured, he enjoyed his time in the hospital.

No matter how lovely his life was, he didn’t forget to investigate who had the guts to want him dead.

Charles and Sean showed up. Felix was also pushed into Tristan’s ward in a wheelchair.

“Felix, isn’t this too much? You didn’t hurt your legs. Why do you need a wheelchair?”

Felix responded smugly, “My Ysabelle is worried about me and insisted that someone push me here in

a wheelchair.”

It was Ysabelle, so he allowed her to do anything she wanted.

The other three shook their heads at the sight of his foolish smile.

“Felix, won’t you man up? After you get married, do you want to be a henpecked man?”

To them, Felix had gone overboard.

Felix chuckled. “I’m willing to be a henpecked man as long as I get to marry Ysabelle.” He was of the

opinion that men should allow their wives to control them.

“Ignore him.” Tristan couldn’t be bothered about them as long as the couple was happy together and

wouldn’t disturb him and Sophie.

Charles shook his head. “Love is really scary!”

Look at Mr. Tristan and Felix. They act the same way. I think playing the field is more relaxing.

Sean was envious, for it was hard to meet The One in life.

“By the way, how did the investigation go?” Tristan asked. That was why the men paid him a visit that

day.

Hearing his question, Charles and Sean grew serious.

“We found out who it was. They were on good terms with us, so we cannot believe that they were

behind this,” Charles revealed with a grim expression. “Since they have a death wish, we can grant

their wish.”

Tristan could guess who it was, but he was in the hospital for two days and didn’t have time to confirm

his guess.

“Who is it?” Felix got curious.

He was the only one to ask that question as he didn’t know who they were talking about.

“The Zales family.”

They were the reason Clayton ended up in jail. Clayton was Ernest Zales’ favorite son, so the latter

would undoubtedly do something.

He risked it all and went all out just to avenge Clayton.

The Zales family might be weak, but they could hire a few top assassins easily.

After all, assassin organizations would accept missions as long as they were paid.

Some were even fugitives.

“D*mn, he has a death wish, huh?” Felix commented furiously. Despite enjoying his time here, he

refused to let the matter slip as he nearly died back there.

Sean said, “You’re both injured, so don’t do anything for now. Charles and I will handle everything.”

The Zales family didn’t hold back, so they would take them all out without any hint of regret.

Felix bobbed his head.

“Okay. Don’t hold back.” He wanted nothing more than to rip their enemy to shreds. Despite surviving

the attack, he had to endure the pain.

No one knew that the Zales family was able to do this to them.

Meanwhile, Ernest seemed distraught to learn that Tristan and Felix had survived the ordeal.

Seeing his reaction, his children said, “Dad, you know how ruthless Tristan can be. How could you do

that? Have you lost your mind?”

“Exactly! You’re trying to get us all killed! I know your favorite son has always been Clayton, but he

provoked Mr. Tristan this time!”

“What should we do? Will Tristan spare our lives?”

Tristan wasn’t the only one who got hurt, for Felix was in the hospital as well. One wouldn’t want to

mess with the four prominent families.

Alas, the Zales family provoked two families in one go.

Ernest was silent as he sat in the main seat. He had spent all his savings to hire a few top assassins.

Never in his wildest dreams did he think that things would turn out this way.

“I was the one who did that. If you’re afraid, just sacrifice me. I’ve lived till a ripe old age, so I’m not

afraid of anything!” he declared.

I can’t believe the five top assassins died in Tristan’s hand. He is someone to watch out for. How did he

kill them, anyway? Other than preparing to die, what else can I do?

Meanwhile, Butterfly spotted Phantom sitting in front of the computer. It had been a while since she last

saw her.

I didn’t think she would suddenly show up and immediately do her work.

Butterfly took a seat and watched as Phantom busied herself with work without disturbing the latter.

After she was done, Butterfly asked, “What were you busy with? Tell me, how long has it been since

you last paid me a visit?”

This is too much. She showed up after a long absence, yet her purpose here is to use the resources of

Wings of Light. She isn’t here to visit me!

“You’re doing well, right? Why do I need to visit you?” Sophie replied nonchalantly.

She whipped out a piece of gum from her pocket.

“What’s wrong? Are you in a bad mood?” Butterfly asked.

Butterfly had been with Phantom long enough to know that the latter would chew on gum whenever she

was frustrated.

“Nothing. Someone has a death wish, so I won’t spare his life,” Sophie announced.

For them to indulge in their enemy and get into trouble because of that, they must have been too kind.

Sophie wouldn’t be this furious if Ernest had targeted her.

He shouldn’t have harmed Tristan. Anyone who dares to lay a hand on Tristan will have to suffer my

wrath.

“Who has the audacity to provoke Phantom? Tell me who he is, and I’ll teach him a lesson!” Butterfly

declared.

She had always been on Sophie’s side.

Sophie pushed her gorgeous face away. “Don’t come any closer to me. I’m not used to it!” she said

sternly.

Butterfly was hurt. “Phantom, are you sick of me? I’m so pretty! How could you be sick of me?” She got

frustrated.

“Okay, I need to leave now. Bye!”

Sophie only planned to leave the hospital briefly when Charles and Sean showed up.

She was busy taking care of Tristan for the past two days and didn’t have time to investigate the

matter. Thus, she only showed up at Wings of Light today.

“It’s rare to see you here. Why don’t we have lunch together?” Butterfly suggested.

Don’t be cruel to me!

“Next time,” Sophie replied.

Once again, Butterfly was hurt. It was pretty hard to eat with Sophie nowadays.

Alas, Sophie had already left without looking back.

Back in the hospital, Sarah had arrived with some home-cooked food that she had prepared for them

both.

“Sophie, come on and try my cooking!” Sarah invited. She was both an independent woman and a

great cook. Her soups were especially delicious.