บททั้งหมดของ The Billionaire's Regret After I Died: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Adrian’s POVThe drive to the factory blurred past in a haze of flashing lights and sirens.All I could hear was the echo of the officer’s voice: Her DNA was found at the scene.I gripped the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white. The city looked unfamiliar through the early dawn fog, washed out and unreal, as if the world itself had lost color.The fire site came into view, cordoned off with yellow tape and lined with charred remains of what used to be a building. The acrid smell of burned wood and melted metal hit before I even stepped out of the car. It clung to my clothes, to my skin, to my breath.Police officers and investigators moved quietly among the debris. Cameras clicked. A few curious bystanders stood at the edge of the tape, whispering.“Mr. Parker,” an officer greeted me, stepping forward. “We’re still investigating. The fire was likely star

George’s POV(When Rachel was still in a coma)The faint hum of the ventilator filled the private room, steady and impersonal.Rachel lay beneath the white sheets, her face wrapped in gauze, the right side of her body bandaged from shoulder to wrist. The machines beside her blinked rhythmically, proof that she was still alive, though barely.I stood by the window, arms crossed, listening to the doctor’s words fade into the background.“She inhaled a lot of smoke, and there’s blunt trauma on the right side of her skull,” the doctor had said. “Her body’s stable, but she’s in a coma. It might take a while before she wakes up.”A while. That’s a rather polite way of saying if she wakes up.The antiseptic smell filled the air, stinging my nose. The sunlight streaming through the blinds touched her face but gave no warmth. I wasn’t sure if she could hear me, or if her mind was trapped somewhere in that inferno where I had found her.I ran a hand over my jaw, exhaling quietly. “You didn't des

Rachel’s POVI kept my eyes on Amber until Adrian’s car disappeared from view. The sunlight caught the back of the vehicle as it turned the corner and vanished completely, taking with it the laughter that still echoed faintly in my ears.The silence that followed was unbearable.George said nothing as he drove, and I was grateful for that. The world outside blurred into streaks of gold and grey. My fingers clutched at the edge of my scarf, holding it tighter around my face as if that could stop the tears from coming. But they came anyway, slow and steady, soaking through the gauze until it stuck damply to my cheek.By the time we reached the hospital, the bandage was wet enough that the nurse had to replace it.The pain hit as

Marissa’s POVThe corridor outside Philip Parker’s room was colder than the rest of the hospital.I stood by the door, arms folded, listening to the conversation inside. The blinds were half-drawn, but I could see faint shadows moving, Adrian’s tall frame and the older man’s hunched but still commanding silhouette.“Adrian,” Philip’s voice carried, sharp despite the weakness in it. “You’ve disappointed me. I warned you about that woman, how you should never trust somebody that has betrayed you again, and now you parade her here?”My jaw tensed. That woman. He couldn’t even bring himself to say my name.

Rachel’s POVA few days passed.The swelling had started to fade, and I’d begun to lose a little weight, not too much, but just enough so that the clothes which used to fit snuggly, started to loosen around the waist and the arms. However, every time I step in front of the mirror to appreciate the change, I would still get surprised by the unsightling view in front of me. The burns and scab that used to be hidden by gauze were always in plain sight. Angry, uneven, and permanent. I’ve been advised multiple times to step outside for some air, that it will help with the healing and weight loss. But I still cannot fathom stepping into the sight of others as I am currently. If I close my eyes, I can imagine the looks I would get, the glances that would linger