“Don’t worry, Emma’s aim is steady. She won’t hurt you,” Jack assured me. I trembled with fear as he welded me to the target post with thick iron bars. “Be good, stay still. If Emma fails this test, she’ll be sent to the most dangerous war zone,” he warned. Emma secretly replaced the foam bullets with real ones, shooting me all over. Blood pooled at my feet. Just as Jack came to check on me, Emma fainted at the sight of blood. He abandoned me, riddled with bullet holes, to rush her to the hospital. I was rescued but left without looking back. Later, I heard that Jack shot himself 99 times to make me return to him. I was tied to the target post, my limbs welded tight with thick iron bars. Even my neck was restrained, making it hard to breathe. There were already five or six bullet holes in my body. My face was pale, and I trembled in pain. A cold, angry voice came from afar, “Don’t move! How many times do I have to tell you?!” I could only grit my teeth and respond, “Okay.” Another shot followed, piercing my left shoulder. I coughed up blood. Five minutes earlier, I had come to the base to celebrate Jack’s triumphant return with a cake I’d made. I stumbled upon him intimately embracing Emma, teaching her how to shoot. I cleared my throat softly, shyly reminding Jack of my presence. Unexpectedly, Emma pouted and whined, asking me to be the live target: “I can’t get into the right state of mind. A scarecrow just isn’t the same as a real person…” I immediately refused, shaking my head vigorously. Jack frowned, hesitating until he saw the scar on Emma’s hand from when she had been injured for him. His heart softened instantly. “Emma’s hand was injured protecting me, that’s why she can’t hold the gun steady. Don’t be petty, try to be as generous as her,” he said. He repeatedly assured me that they were using an air gun with foam bullets that couldn’t hurt anyone. I reluctantly agreed to stand at the center of the target. But I was a living person after all. I breathed and gasped, and I trembled in fear when bullets hit my face. “What’s wrong with you? You keep moving around. Are you trying to sabotage this?” Jack snapped. I patiently explained that I had childhood trauma and the sound of gunshots triggered my panic attacks. “Lily, it’s okay if you don’t want to do this. It’s my fault for not being good enough at shooting. It’s fine, the worst that could happen is the boss will punish me…” Emma rolled up her sleeve, revealing whip marks, and tried to hold back tears as she packed up to leave. Jack suddenly became agitated. He grabbed me and tied me to the target post. I struggled desperately, crying and begging, saying I was pregnant and pleading with him not to tie me so tightly. But Jack, in his frenzy, wouldn’t listen. “When you miscarried before, Emma ignored her injured hand to bring you postpartum meals. How did you treat her?” I was stunned. Back then, Emma had pushed me, causing my miscarriage, but she accused me of being a seductress trying to frame her. If she hadn’t been Jack’s comrade-in-arms, I would never have seen her again. Jack’s arm veins bulged as he tightly gripped my shoulders, his tone fierce. “If she fails this test, she’ll be sent to the most dangerous war zone. Please be kind. If she goes, don’t think you’ll have it easy either!” I laughed bitterly. With her here, my life was already miserable. I couldn’t imagine it being worse if she left. Just as I was about to say something, a searing pain shot through me. Jack had used red-hot iron to weld me to the post. “It hurts so much, Jack, please don’t do this. I’ll stand still, I promise!” I screamed and begged through my tears. Several times, I thought the pain would kill me. “Emma burned her hand cooking for you. You need to experience pain to truly appreciate her kindness,” Jack said coldly. A burn from cooking was nothing compared to being branded with red-hot iron. Besides, hadn’t her food tasted suspiciously like ready-made meals? Jack’s actions were no different from nailing me to the spot. Drenched in sweat from the pain, I said in a disappointed tone, “Jack, let’s get a divorce.” Jack gave me a deep look: “Lily, think about your brother. He’s still in solitary confinement under my orders!” I was stunned, as if struck by lightning. How could he threaten me with my only family member? Seeing that I had stopped protesting, Jack was satisfied. He turned around and gently coaxed Emma. “Continue now. She won’t move and ruin things anymore.” A bitter smile crept onto my lips. He probably didn’t know that Emma had just switched to real bullets when his back was turned.
After my brother Nathan and I lost our parents, we relied on each other and went to an orphanage. Once, Nathan disobeyed me and mischievously climbed over the wall to play outside, but he touched a high-voltage electric fence and couldn’t move. In my panic, I directly grabbed him and was also electrocuted. No one around dared to approach, except for Jack, who happened to pass by. He saved us like a descending god. “Thank you, big brother… I… I want to be a firefighter like you when I grow up. So cool!” Nathan stammered. “I’m not a firefighter, I’m a mercenary. Don’t learn from me, study hard and follow the right path,” Jack replied. My brother and I tried hard to remember Jack’s face. My brother vowed to follow him, while I secretly pledged myself to him. Although I always knew Emma held a special place in his heart… I still believed that true love could move him. After being Jack’s devoted admirer for 7 years, I finally became his wife. The scene before me, of him embracing Emma and teaching her to shoot, made my heart ache terribly. He had taught me like this before, though I actually didn’t need his instruction. My father was a world-class assassin, and my brother and I had grown up around guns. We were quite good shots ourselves. For years, I hadn’t touched a gun, silently following him instead. When he was injured, I bandaged his wounds. When necessary, I even took knives and bullets for him. The last time, it was actually me who saved him. He had been ambushed and knocked unconscious, but when he woke up, Emma was by his side. She had taken credit for my actions. It was because Emma’s father was a high-ranking official in their organization and promised to let her take the credit so Jack could receive the best treatment. I wasn’t interested in worldly fame and fortune, so I agreed immediately, not wanting to delay his treatment. To stay close to him and thank him, I had always hidden my skills. When he woke up and found that Emma, his first love, had returned, he no longer had eyes for me. I was so stupid. I never imagined that one day, his gun would be pointed at me. I closed my eyes in despair. My brother was still in his hands, I had to hold on. As my consciousness began to blur, I heard inappropriate sounds of passion. I forced my eyes open to see them kissing passionately. “Lily, don’t misunderstand. I’m just helping Emma improve her shooting focus,” Jack said. “And you don’t need to pretend to be so hurt. Emma’s using an air gun, it can’t possibly harm you.” Emma’s clothes were already half off, her bare shoulders marked with Jack’s kisses. I was too weak to respond, only praying for this to end quickly. At least my abdomen hadn’t been hit yet, my baby could still survive. My clothes were largely stained with blood, the bullet holes clearly visible, deep and large. Emma pouted and whined, “I don’t dare to shoot anymore. Lily must not want to be the target, she’s even coughing up blood in protest.” “My aim is very accurate, I didn’t hit her at all, but she’s being so dramatic…” Jack gently stroked her head, comforting her, “Don’t be nervous, you’re doing fine.” Another shot rang out, fortunately missing me, but the wooden board beside me exploded with a loud “bang”. Large pieces of wood flew towards my abdomen. A strong sense of falling pain clearly reminded me that my baby was in danger! I started struggling and begging again, “Jack, my stomach hurts so much, the baby might not make it. I need to go to the hospital.” Jack’s eyes flashed with a hint of panic. He stood up to come down, but Emma held him back. “Jack, I missed again. Does this mean I have to take off another piece? I’m almost out of clothes to remove,” Emma said, guiding Jack’s hand to undo her bra clasp, her breasts bouncing free. She shyly followed the rules of the game Jack had set at the beginning. I weakly called out to Jack, but once again, his attention was stolen away. “Ah, it hurts!” Emma clutched her reddened palm, and Jack immediately went to her. “It must be the gun’s recoil. You should switch to a different one,” he said, gently massaging Emma’s palm and even blowing on it. Yet he allowed the wooden boards to hit me. Although my body ached, my heart hurt even more.
Sam, Jack’s subordinate, saw me injured and rushed over. “Emma, you’re… you’re shooting at a live person? The organization strictly prohibits such irregular practices!” he shouted at Emma on the shooting platform. “Stop immediately! Go confess to the boss and accept punishment, or don’t blame me for being unkind!” Jack put down Emma’s hand and smiled coldly. “Sam, don’t open your mouth before understanding the situation. It’s foam bullets, just shooting practice, not real guns and bullets!” Sam kept approaching me, horrified by the wounds on my body. “Boss, look carefully. Lily is covered in wounds. How can Emma say this was done by foam bullets?” “She’s not practicing, she’s killing someone! Lily is even pregnant, how can Emma be so heartless!” He became increasingly agitated and actually pulled out a gun from his pocket, aiming it at Jack. “Please stop her!” Jack’s eyes flashed with shock. Sam, who had always been loyal and devoted, actually pulled a gun on him. No matter how much I hated Jack, I couldn’t bear to see him shot. I pleaded with Sam through tears to put down his gun. “Sam, calm down, don’t be impulsive! You have a family, there’s no need to offend him for my sake.” Jack raised his chin, implying that I could still speak, so I was fine. “See? If we were using real guns, Lily would be dead by now. She can still speak up for me, which proves she’s fine. I told you, but you wouldn’t believe me.” Sam’s eyes widened in disbelief at Jack’s words. He spat on the ground. “She’s covered in blood, her complexion is so bad, can’t you see?” “The recoil from Emma’s gun just now was so strong, is that from firing foam bullets?” Emma’s face paled, and she immediately panicked, looking at Jack speechlessly. Fortunately, Jack found an excuse for her. “Even if that last shot was a real bullet, it only hit the wooden board. It didn’t touch Lily at all.” “Do you think I’m stupid? Do I need you to tell me about my wife’s condition? Can’t I judge for myself?” Just as Sam was at a loss for words, Emma fired another shot. I closed my eyes, bracing for the pain, but the expected agony never came. A muffled groan sounded beside me. Sam had been shot in the abdomen and fell to the ground in pain. Blood slowly seeped from his wound. “How… how can Emma… claim these are foam bullets?” Sam gasped. Jack laughed mockingly, “Acting! You’re just acting! Here’s another one. Lily, your hired actors are even better than your acting skills.” I stared into Emma’s eyes. “Whatever you have, aim it at me. Don’t hurt innocent people!” Emma lowered her gun and looked at me with teary eyes: “How can you say that, Lily? This couldn’t possibly hurt anyone. You and Sam are getting carried away with your act, but you can’t just make false accusations.” She then turned to Jack. “Jack, there are four bullets left. Can I continue?” “Of course, Emma. You’re a genius. You’ve improved so much today compared to the past few days. It seems we really need to use real people as targets.” He narrowed his eyes, looking at me, who was almost passing out from pain, then turned to Sam. “We won’t use Lily tomorrow. Sam, since you’re so protective of her, you can take her place.” Sam laughed scornfully, “I’ll do it. At least I’m better than someone who lets his wife take bullets for him!” Jack smiled faintly after hearing this. “Indeed, Sam. You’ve exposed yourself. Since when did you start having designs on your sister-in-law?” “Is this why you’ve stayed single all these years?”
I sighed helplessly. The reason Sam was so protective of me was because I had helped him before. When Jack was ambushed and injured, Sam had retreated in time and only suffered minor injuries, ensuring the safety of the remaining team members. He was accused of being a deserter, a traitor, a coward. I stopped him from shooting himself to prove his innocence, and after being rescued, he hugged me tightly, crying and refusing to let go. This scene was witnessed by Jack and Emma. Emma added fuel to the fire, hinting that Sam and I had an affair. “So Sam hasn’t been interested in women all these years because he’s deeply in love with Lily. And Lily didn’t hesitate to stand against everyone to help a traitor. It seems they’re mutually in love.” Jack’s eyes were pale and weak. I thought it was because he hadn’t fully recovered from his illness. Little did I know he believed it to be true, forcefully pushing away my hand that was supporting him. The current argument pulled me back from my memories. “Lily and I are innocent!” Sam roared the truth, but the two on the platform remained unconvinced. “Is that so? Let’s see how innocent you are,” Jack raised an eyebrow at Emma, who immediately understood. The gun was once again aimed at me! Sam’s face was filled with fear and disbelief as he looked at Jack. Having just been shot, he naturally knew the power of gunpowder. So when Emma pulled the trigger, he used all his strength to leap towards me, taking the bullet aimed at my abdomen! I was fixed in place, wanting to reach out and support him, but could only watch helplessly as he was shot and fell to the ground. From their angle, it looked like Sam had embraced me at the last moment, appearing extremely intimate. “So being innocent means taking a bullet for her, and still acting all righteous and innocent. My gun has actually brought you two star-crossed lovers together,” Jack sneered. “Instincts don’t lie. Even in practice, he risked his life without hesitation. Lily, you really have a talent for making even traitors fall for you.” I looked at the man before me, not knowing how he had become so ignorant and foolish… The filter of him saving me and my brother in the past shattered at this moment. Seeing Emma raise her gun once again, Sam coughed up blood, tears streaming down his face. “I’m sorry, Lily. This is all I can do for you.” “They’re beyond saving…” This time, the bullet hit my right hand. Instantly, the tendons in my hand were severed, and a wave of pain and numbness swept through my entire left arm. I knew Emma had discovered that I was the sharpshooter who had saved Jack back then. She wanted to destroy my skills, ensuring I could never hold a gun again. Cementing her image as the descending savior. I grimaced in a painful smile, “Two shots left. Hurry up!” Jack, if you found out it was me who saved you back then, would you regret this? Emma, as if provoked by me, pulled the trigger without hesitation. This shot landed on my abdomen… I immediately widened my eyes, looking at her with hatred… After taking one child from me, she wanted to take another?! I couldn’t hold back anymore and burst into tears. I could have ignored it if she had hurt me anywhere else, But my child… the fruit of my love with Jack! A living, breathing life, extinguished by Emma’s bullet. The cramping intensified, and I felt a hot flow between my legs. A large amount of blood poured down, and Jack, looking at me, turned pale with shock and worry.
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