Into His Mistress's Body: Billionaire's Heartless Wife のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 91 - チャプター 100

Dante,“I am sorry, Mr. Blackwell. Mrs. Veronica is in a coma now. The allergic reaction has reached her respiratory system, causing her brain to be deprived of oxygen.”His words felt like thunder crashing down on me, loud and merciless. For a moment, everything inside my head went silent, as if my mind refused to process what he had just said. Despite everything—despite the resentment, the distrust, the anger I carried toward her—I could not accept that she was now fighting for her life.Just hours ago, she had looked fine. She had smiled at Aurora. She had stood beside me, alive and breathing. And now they were talking about liver damage, kidney failure, and a tumor in her brain, as if her body had been quietly breaking apart without anyone noticing.“How long will it take for her to wake up?” I asked. My voice was calm, unnaturally so, but something dark and restless stirred inside me, clawing at my chest.The doctor hesitated, his lips pressing into a thin line. “We can’t give yo

Dante,After settling Aurora and helping her to fall asleep. I called two Nannies to stay with her. I couldn't afford to make her sad right now. Not when nothing was working right. I stood there for a long moment, my phone heavy in my hand, before finally dialing the number I had been avoiding. I hadn't told my family about the situation but I needed to tell them that I wouldn't be able to attend the party. My father answered on the third ring.“Dante,” Mr. Blackwell said, his voice brisk, already edged with expectation. “Why did you leave the company? Also, isn't it time for you to get ready for the gatherings? I don't want any-.”“I won’t be attending tonight,” I said evenly.There was a pause. Then, “That’s not an option. You know that. It is tonight. And it's a major event!"" Sorry, Dad. But I can't. Not tonight. I will attend the next one."Another silence, heavier this time. “Explain.”“I can’t,” I replied. “But I need you to deliver the news in my place.”His tone sharpened

Taylor,I never thought I would hate the hospital as much as I hated it right now. Honestly, I was the one to be blamed for. If I had been more strict, if I had forced her enough to go to rehab and fix herself, this kind of consequence wouldn’t have happened at all.That thought kept circling in my head, over and over, refusing to loosen its grip, as I sat beside Veronica’s bed. The steady beeping beside me felt too loud in the silence. The faint hiss of oxygen scraped against my nerves. The low mechanical hum vibrated through the floor, through the chair, straight into my bones. Everything about this room felt wrong for someone who used to laugh too loudly, who used to argue over nothing, who used to exist so vividly that silence never followed her. She was a mess, yes—but she didn’t deserve this.Now silence was all she was.Her skin looked pale under the harsh hospital lights, almost translucent, as if the life beneath it had been drained away. Tubes ran where they shouldn’t have,

Dante, Morning came without mercy. Aurora cried twice at night, for Veronica. She had been handling her. So I had no idea how much she needed to work to maintain Aurora's need. From preparing meals to helping her to use the bathroom, everything had its own struggle. Around late midnight when I finally fell asleep, it was Taylor who called, informing me about the situation. For some reason I had a feeling that I knew who it was. But I didn't want to get a conclusion right now. Not without any evidence. Also the police were working. I didn't want to make myself an obstacle for them. Veronica was still in a coma. After feeding Aurora who refused to eat with the Nannies, I got a call from Jerome who said she was showing no signs of waking up. I had a feeling that he wasn't telling me the truth entirely. How could she suddenly go into a coma after that shock and have no sign of waking up? Nothing had changed overnight. No improvement. No deterioration. Just the same steady

Dante,“Do you think she is involved in this?” Taylor asked as we leaned closer to the monitor. The woman walked into the hospital and left with a mask on. Even the CCTV camera failed to catch her face properly.And it deepened my fear. Someone was talking to my daughter as if she knew Aurora well. First they attacked Veronica, and now they were targeting my daughter? The thought pressed heavily against my chest, tightening my breath. My jaw clenched as the images replayed in my mind again and again, refusing to settle.“You should leave for now. You should leave, Dante. Aurora needs to sleep properly. If both of them fall sick, it will be hard for you,” Taylor said, rubbing his face tiredly. His shoulders slumped, the weight of everything clearly wearing him down.The surgery date was yet to be set because of the position. Well, you reap what you sow. Taking drugs like they were water had its own consequences. But I didn’t expect it to come this fast. She had just started changing he