All Chapters of Nelson de Vedra: The Outcast Billionaire: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Days passed, and each one felt unbearably long. This hospital room where I was recovering had started to feel like a prison. The walls felt like they were closing in on me, and I couldn’t move around freely. The physical pain in my head had already faded, but the emotional agony? That one lingered. It was driving me mad.And how could I not lose my mind? Dorry knew I was here in the hospital, but she never showed up. Not once. Not even a message. I know she’s still angry. I know she hasn’t forgiven me. But I couldn’t stop myself from hoping that maybe she’d come, even just for a visit, to ask how I was. That alone would’ve meant everything to me.This whole situation was weighing me down. My mind was a mess—torn between guilt over losing our baby and the cold distance Dorry was keeping from me… then there was the mess with my aunt and the company. It was like carrying a mountain on my shoulders. How could I even think straight?Good thing, though—despite everything—I wasn’t alone. I h

Our movements were so swift that we could no longer control the pounding of our footsteps, which now echoed throughout the narrow stairwell we were descending.My chest was filled with fear—not just for myself, but for all of us. Still, I forced myself to shake it off. The only thing that mattered now was getting out of this hospital.Finally, we reached the bottom of the stairs. Now we could hear the chaos—people shouting, police sirens wailing.We were now beside the concrete wall at the side of the hospital. The sticky, humid night air wrapped around us, perfectly matching the heat of the tension we were desperate to escape.At last, we found a steel door marked with a bold “No Entry” sign. The bodyguards surveyed the area while Jac worked quickly to unlock the gate.This was our last hope to get out. There was no way we could go back. We were sure the people looking for us had already been alerted. They must’ve heard our hurried footsteps earlier.“This way, hurry!” Jac called out

My heart was filled with anxiety as we made our way home. It felt like danger was lurking in every corner we passed—eyes watching us, shadows trailing behind, waiting for the right moment to strike. Call it paranoia, but that’s exactly what I felt. I kept glancing around, making sure the police escorts were still following us.“We’re almost there, sir,” Jac said, noticing how tense I was. “You’re really on edge. You’re not usually like this. The Nelson I know never backs down from a fight.”I glanced at him. “I’m not scared, Jac. I just don’t want to die without seeing Dorry.”And that was the truth. Right now, it felt like my life had a deadline. It’s hard when your mind is overwhelmed with problems and you don’t even know what the solution might be.“We all know, sir, that there are no guarantees in this fight. But you have to trust—this will end eventually.”I just sighed in response. It’s like what happened earlier didn’t faze him at all. Then again, Jac was used to battles. He wa

DORRYIt felt like I was struck by lightning when I got Jac’s call. The words "Nelson" and "critical condition" kept playing over and over in my head. My heart pounded like a clanging bell.I finally arrived at the hospital. I was disoriented and struggling to catch my breath as I rushed to the operating room. My mind kept insisting that Nelson would be okay. He survived getting hit in the head—he’ll survive this too.And now, there he was—Jac, pacing outside the OR, just as anxious and shaken as I was.I hesitated to go near. I felt ashamed, afraid Jac might say that Nelson had to be in critical condition before I finally started to care. They didn’t know I had been coming here all this time, back when Nelson was first confined. I never went past the nurse's station. I only asked the nurses how he was doing.“Dorry,” Jac said. His voice was heavy with worry. His eyes were red and brimming with tears.And just like that, I couldn’t stop my tears from falling. “Where’s Nelson? How is h

Days, weeks, and months passed, and still, Nelson hasn’t woken up. That’s why I’m always by his side. I never get tired of taking care of him. I never get tired of waiting for him to wake up so I can finally tell him just how much I love him.He’s been moved to a regular room now. The bruises and wounds from the accident that nearly took his life have healed. But that same accident, ironically, was what finally broke down the walls of anger I had built against him.I turned when the door opened, offering a small smile, expecting it to be Vianna May and Diego—or maybe even Jac.But it wasn’t.A man I didn’t recognize stood there. He walked into the room and closed the door behind him.My brows furrowed. Confused by his sudden entrance and even more puzzled by his silence.Still, despite the surprise, I stayed calm. I figured maybe he was one of the new bodyguards Nelson hired.“Are you looking for Jac?” I asked, turning my attention back to Nelson.But I turned again when the man didn’