After I Died, He Truly Panicked のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 141 - チャプター 150

Regina’s POVI watched from the corner of the room while the resident doctor physically examined Maxwell and looked at his charts, humming thoughtfully every couple of seconds.I had sent the children home with Mother, wanting them to spend the least amount of time they could at the hospital. I wanted them far from this sterile room, away from the smell of antiseptic and the faint, metallic tang of blood that still lingered on Maxwell’s skin despite repeated cleanings. Ivan and Mia had been through enough already. They deserved one night where they could sleep without hearing sirens in the distance or imagining Morgana’s voice whispering liesI felt bone-tired. The kind of tired I had felt a long, long time ago. The time I didn’t like thinking about.But I needed to be here for Maxwell, just like he had been there for me earlier, when Morgana had our children in her clutches.Maxwell had been there for me in that warehouse. He’d thrown himself in front of a bullet for me. For our chil

Regina’s POVI felt wrung out.Hollow.Like something had been scraped clean from inside of me.My eyes burned from crying, but at least I had the sense to do it alone, in the quiet of the hospital corridor, where no one could witness the collapse.I hated weakness. Hated the heaviness in my bones that felt permanent.It had always felt permanent.By the time I had driven back, my head pounded and my body felt lethargic.I didn’t know the last time I had a proper night’s sleep or had a proper meal.The Veyron estate was quiet when I stepped inside.Too quiet,My heart lurched when I went upstairs and peeked into Mia’s room. Relief washed over me so forcefully that I almost buckled where I stood.Both Mia and Ivan were curled up in her little single bed, tangled together like puppies. His small arm draped protectively over her while her cheek was pressed into his shoulder. Their breathing was steady, untouched by the chaos swirling in the adult world.I wish this kind of peace was some

Regina’s POVMaxwell’s mother opened her arms gracefully, the corner of her mouth softening into a sweet and, to my surprise, genuine smile.Ivan ran straight into her embrace.“My darling boy,” she said warmly, her hand stroking the back of his head. “Oh, how I’ve missed you. I’ve been so worried. So, so worried.”Ivan melted against her, his little face pressing into her tightly like she was his anchor in an unfamiliar place. Oh, how I wish that weren’t the case.I froze halfway down the stairs, my hand tightening around Mia until she gave a small squeak of protest. She looked up at me with confusion, but I couldn’t force myself to let go.Not when Sandra Chamberlain’s eyes left her grandson and finally landed on me.It took everything in my power to meet her eyes head on, not flinching back at the glare she was shooting my way.Why was she here?What did she want?My heart skipped at the next thought. Had Maxwell sent her to see if I was treating Ivan right?The sweetness in her ga

Regina’s POVThere has been an uncomfortable silence in the Veyron estate ever since Sandra took Ivan away.No one knows what to do or how to console Mia, and at this point, even I feel helpless.I’ve been putting up such a brave front ever since things went into motion that now I’m thinking, how long do I have to go through these things again and again? Will there ever be a stop to my suffering?Mia hadn’t stopped crying since. She was in her room, her sobs echoing down the hall like knives dragging across stone. Every time her cries rose, my chest clenched tighter, anger pulsing like fire beneath my skin.The twins had been treated like pawns, like bargaining chips in some twisted family feud, and I couldn’t shake the fury that bubbled inside me.I don't want the children to go through any more trauma than they already have.Enough is enough.I couldn’t forget the look on Sandra’s face, the way she disregarded Mia, and didn't even look at her properly.Mia was her granddaughter as m

Regina’s POVI woke up with a shriek.I was back there again, the room where they cut Ivan out of my body, leaving me for the dead. Morgana’s twisted face telling me they killed my child.Then I was at the warehouse. Mia and Ivan, both standing still in front of me.I wanted to reach out to them, to hold them, but when I brought my hands up, both of them were wound around a gun.That’s how I woke up shrieking, my body drenched in sweat as I gasped and panted.The glass full of water at my bedside was a lifesaver, and I immediately gulped it down. Still, my throat remained dry because I couldn’t shake the images out of my head.These past couple of days have been hell.Every night, I’ve been waking up after a nightmare. My entire body trembling because of the terrifying scenarios my mind conjured up.I didn’t want to tell anyone because everyone had their own problems to worry about, but these nightmares were eating me up from the inside.I almost, almost got myself sleeping pills yest