He Fed Me to the Beasts and Called It Love Chapter 05

He Fed Me to the Beasts and Called It Love Chapter 05: Fake Blood

Ethan Foster flew into an instant rage.

“Put that b*tch on the phone!” he roared. “She knows damn well today is Hailey’s big day, yet she’s still trying to ruin it!”

The bodyguard quickly tried to explain, his voice trembling. “Mr. Foster, we saw it with our own eyes. Mrs. Foster was completely torn to shreds by the predators. I you don’t believe me, you can check the live playback.”

“That’s nothing but a cheap stunt the streaming platform uses to rile up the crowd! Do you seriously think I’m that f*ckng stupid?” Ethan scoffed impatiently. “She survived ninety–nine matches before this. Why would she suddenly drop dead the exact day Hailey became the CFO of the Foster Group? She’s just staging this whole thing to beg for my attention!”

He adjusted his cuffs, his lip curling with utter disdain. “Tell her to stop playing games and get her *ss over here. It’s just a dead bastard. If she behaves, I might give her another child in the future.”

The bodyguard stammered, feeling completely stuck. “But Mr. Foster… Mrs. Foster is truly dead.”

“Enough! Just drag her here right now! Hailey is still waiting to use her blood to consecrate the bone flute.”

“Mr. Foster, please listen to-”

Before the guard could finish his sentence, Ethan hung up the phone and pulled Hailey Logan back into his arms. Yet, for some strange reason, a sudden wave of panic washed over his chest the moment he heard the news of Chloe’s death.

Seeing the subtle shift in his expression, Hailey cooed softly to comfort him. “Ethan, if you’re worried, why don’t I go back with you? We can soothe Chloe together

Ethan gently stroked Hailey’s hair, his voice softening. “Be good, sweetie. Ignore that crazy b*tch. I’ll take you to get your nails done first.”

Hailey sighed, pouting with fake concern. “But Chloe just lost her baby… she needs someone by her side the most right now.”

At the mention of the baby, the thought of being cuckolded re–ignited a raging fire in Ethan’s chest. He felt like an *sshole for almost letting that deceitful woman trick him again. How dare she betray him and conceive a filthy bastard?

He let out a sharp, cold snort. “A woman like her has a cheap, worthless soul. She’ll resort to any despicable method just to get what she wants. She clearly ordered the bodyguards to lie about her death just to guilt- trip me.”

He kissed Hailey’s cheek. “You’re just way too kind, sweetie. She tried to ruin your life, yet you’re still defending her.”

Hearing Ethan’s words, a surge of wild triumph explode in Hailey’s heart. That b*tch Chloe Vance is finally dead! Then the title of Mrs. Foster belongs entirely to me!

Hailey wrapped her arms tightly around Ethan’s, rubbing her chest against him as she whimpered sweetly, “I can’t help it, Ethan. I just love you too much. I can’t stand to see you upset.”

She gave him a lingering kiss on the jaw, her voice dropping into a low, sultry whisper. The sudden intimacy

made Ethan’s blood run hot. He stared down at her with burning desire.

“You little troublemaker,” he murmured huskily. “Are you seducing me right now?”

Hailey’s eyes filled with pure lust as her fingers slowly traced patterns down his chest. “Didn’t you promise that you’d give me a baby of my own, Ethan?”

Ethan’s body suddenly froze mid–embrace. A sudden memory flashed through his mind–a few months ago, he had gotten completely wasted and gone to find Chloe. Could that baby… actually have been his?

Agitated, he abruptly pushed Hailey away, his eyes instinctively darting toward the direction of the underground beast arena.

BANG!

The door was brutally kicked open. Ethan’s best friend stormed into the room, grabbed Ethan by his collar, and dragged him toward the exit.

“Chloe is in deep sh*t! Get your sorry *ss back there right now!”

Annoyed, Ethan violently shoved his friend away. “Are you out of your mind? Why are you buying into Chloe’s ridiculous drama?”

“Who the f*ck is playing games with you?!” his friend screamed, his eyes bloodshot with rage. “You dragged your own wife into the carnivore pits just to blow off some steam for your little side–piece! Now she is finally dead! Are you f*ckng satisfied?!”

His friend thrust a tablet into Ethan’s hands, forcing him to look at the playback of Chloe’s final moments. Ethan’s eyebrows knitted slightly, but a second later, he casually tossed the tablet straight into the trash can.

“Ha. You guys really prepared a full show, didn’t you? The special effects look quite realistic.”

Hailey nestled back into Ethan’s chest, letting out a soft giggle. “Don’t be upset, Ethan. Look at the color of that blood on the screen–doesn’t it look exactly like stage blood? I bet Chloe just didn’t want to give up her blood to awaken the bone flute, so she faked her death on purpose…”

Ethan smiled, kissing Hailey’s forehead as the two of them began to flirt and laugh, completely ignoring the horror.

Watching the sickening display, his friend’s fists trembled with homicidal fury. “Chloe Vance was already torn to pieces because of your torture! She only had one single breath left in her after you forced the doctor to rip the baby out without anesthesia! Now she has been mauled to death by the predators! Are you happy?!”

Ethan merely sneered, his eyes filled with absolute coldness. “Why are you sticking your neck out for her so desperately? What, did that b*tch sleep with you too?”