Lahat ng Kabanata ng When the heart breaks twice: Kabanata 11 - Kabanata 20

Blake’s POV I sat beside the hospital bed, my eyes fixed on her pale, unconscious face. The beeping of the monitors filled the silent room, but nothing could drown out the storm inside me. My fingers trembled as I reached for her hand, bringing it to my lips. “I can fix it,” I whispered, pressing a soft kiss on her knuckles. “I can fix everything… just… just wake up.” She didn’t move. She didn’t even flinch. I let out a shaky breath and reached for a damp cloth, gently wiping her face. She looked so fragile like this, so different from the strong, fiery woman I knew. I brushed back the strands of hair that had fallen over her face, tucking them neatly behind her ear. “There,” I murmured. “All cleaned up.” I pulled the chair closer to the bed, but even as I sat, my body refused to stay still. My fingers drummed against my thigh, my mind restless. “What are you doing, Blake?” I muttered under my breath. She doesn’t want you here. She doesn’t want to have anything to do with you

REBECCA POV The impact knocked them both unconscious. I had just arrived when I saw them lying there, their bodies still. My heart was pounding in my chest. And then, a thought struck me. Blake was unconscious. Adeline was unconscious. No one saw what happened. No one knew that Adeline was the one who saved him. Slowly, I walked forward and sat beside Blake. I brushed the dirt from my clothes and steadied my breathing. When he woke up, his eyes were dazed and confused. His head turned, and the first person he saw was me. "Rebecca?" His voice was weak. I forced tears into my eyes and nodded quickly. "Blake… you're awake. Thank God!" He frowned slightly, struggling to sit up. "What happened?" I hesitated, then took his hand. "You fell… and I caught you. You hit your head, but I stayed with you." Blake’s expression softened. "You… saved me? I nodded, squeezing his hand. Then, he frowned again. "I… I remember falling on someone." I felt my pulse spike, but I kept my fac

Adeline's POV' The words hung in the air between us like a death sentence. "Let's get a divorce, Blake." I watched his face change. The surprise, the anger, and then something darker. Something that made my blood run cold. Blake stepped closer to the hospital bed, his eyes narrowing. "What makes you think you can leave me after all this? You're the one who wanted this marriage, remember?" My heart pounded, but I forced myself to meet his gaze. "But I regret it." He laughed, but there was no humor in it. Just cruelty. "I gave Rebecca a kidney because you asked me to," I continued, my voice getting stronger. "For three years after I gave her my kidney, you turned me into her personal blood bank. You treated me like..." I paused, the words catching in my throat. "Like some pet. Some toy that you owned." Blake's jaw clenched. In one swift movement, he leaned over the bed and wrapped his hand around my neck. Not tight enough to choke me, but tight enough to make his point clear.

Harrison's POV I couldn't sleep. Something about my phone call with Adeline had left me feeling uneasy. She had sounded scared. Really scared. And when Adeline was scared, it usually meant Blake was up to something. I looked at the clock. 4:30 AM. Too early to call anyone, but too late to go back to sleep. I got up and made coffee, thinking about Adeline and the baby. She was so determined to keep it secret from Blake, but I wasn't sure how long that would be possible. Pregnancies couldn't be hidden forever. And if Blake found out... I didn't want to think about what Blake would do if he found out. My phone buzzed with a text message. I looked at it, expecting it to be from the hospital. But it was from a number I didn't recognize. *Dr. Harrison, this is Rebecca. I need to speak with you urgently about Adeline. Can you meet me at the hospital this morning? 7 AM?*

Rebecca's POV - Three Days Earlier I sat in my car outside the rundown apartment building, watching the entrance. I had been here for two hours, waiting. Finally, I saw her. Adeline's mother stumbled out of the building, looking around nervously. She was thin and shaky, like all drug addicts. Perfect. I got out of my car and walked toward her. "Excuse me," I called out. "Are you Mrs. Chen?" She turned around, her eyes suspicious. "Who's asking?" "My name is Sarah," I lied smoothly. "I'm a friend of your daughter Adeline." Her face changed when she heard Adeline's name. "Is she okay? Is something wrong?" "She's fine," I said. "But I need to talk to you about the money situation." Mrs. Chen looked around nervously. "What money situation?" "The money you owe to those dangerous people. Adeline told me about it." Mrs. Chen's