All Chapters of Married To His Billionaire Boss: Chapter 121 - Chapter 130

Levi's POV My knees went weak, and I collapsed over the bench behind me, face in my hands. Everything whirled around in circles. Nova had never told me about that. How was she able to keep it a secret? How could I have been so blind to the depth of her scars?"But wait," Max announced, "it gets better. While all this was happening to her, in all that time on the floor grieving the loss of her baby, adjusting to bodily and emotional miscarriage, Naomi, Jace's mistress, went in and served her divorce papers."My stomach roiled over in a sickening way, and for a moment I believed I was going to vomit on the hospital floor. The hardness of it, the hardness, sent shivers down my spine."She never told Jace she was pregnant," Max went on, his voice dripping with bitterness under the weight of Nova's deception. "But Naomi did. Naomi saw her in that room, saw her crying, and still thought it okay to destroy what remained of her life that day. Do you have any idea how callous, how absolutely

Levi's POV"But what?" Rita asked, voice icy but eyes fearful."She is still out," the doctor continued, his eyes darting back and forth between us. "The crash drained more from her system. We're monitoring her closely, running more tests.""What does that mean?" I asked, dreading to hear but needing to know. "Is she going to wake up?"The doctor hesitated, choosing his words. "Her brain scans still show subdued activity but no catastrophic damage. The good news is that there is no sign of stroke or damage. But the longer she remains outdoors, the more concerned we become.""How long?" Max gasped."Perhaps she just needs a bit more time to heal," I was informed, the doctor looking at me. "Her mind and body have both been exposed to an incredibly massive amount of trauma. Sometimes the mind will simply do itself a favour by shutting down everything except the very bare essentials while it heals itself.""Or what?" I pressed, feeling there was something more."Or that she won't wake up

Levi's POVThe hospital always smelled like bleach and sadness.I walked through the hallway so many times. I drank so many bad coffees from the machines while I walked back and forth. But that smell always stuck with me. It told me that I was still here. Still waiting. Waiting for her.Nova.I just came back from the little prayer room. My hands were still shaking from trying to pray. I begged God and anyone else who might listen to bring her back to me. I used to make jokes about prayer in work meetings. Not anymore.I could not handle a world without her. I was not strong enough.The elevator doors opened and the doctor walked up to me. The same one I talked to before. But his face looked different now. Less worried. Maybe even hopeful."Mr Adam," he said. He had a tablet pressed against his chest. "Nova's brain is showing better signs now. Small waves of movement. Much better than yesterday."My breath ceased for a while. Something cracked open in my chest and hope spilt out."She

Nova’s POVWaking up should have felt like the beginning of healing. Like I finally see the white light in the midst of the overwhelming darkness.But it didn’t.It didn’t feel that way.Instead, it felt like the start of something I couldn’t put a name to—a tugging sensation in the back of my mind that refused to let go.It was constant. It was nagging. It kept on hammering me.Everything around me was white. Bleached walls, sterile air, and the quiet hum of machines that had been keeping time while I was unconscious. While I kept snapping back and forth without waking up, fully regaining consciousness.Levi was there, sitting beside me, his eyes red-rimmed and tired, his hand clutching mine like a lifeline.It’s funny how he is finally seeing me, finally being here when I was no longer begging him to see me. He was saying some things, in a very soft tone.But I wasn’t listening to him.Not really.I heard him, yes. Felt the warmth of his palm, the tremor in his voice as he tried to

Nova’s POV I woke up slowly, it was as if my mind was walking through syrup. There was no jolt. No panic. Just quiet.Gentle beeping. A warm blanket. The muted scent of antiseptic and fresh sheets. The soft hum of something mechanical.I looked up at the ceiling, and I blinked, letting my eyes to slowly adjust to the soft light that was overhead. I felt very tired, as if my whole body was not used by me. My throat was dry, my hands were really in pains, and a strange heaviness was attached to my legs. But the most overwhelming sensation was clarity. Everything was so clear to me.Because the moment I opened my eyes, I remembered everything. All of it.Not just the crash. Not just Felicia’s games or Levi’s silence. I remembered before that. Before this life.Before Nova.I remembered Jasmine.I did not even know how it happened or why the memories came, but they did. It was flowing like water that was rushing through a crack in a glass, they surged and overwhelmed me. A mother’s voi