All Chapters of THE BRIDE HE NEVER WANTED: Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

The next few days passed faster than I expected.Since the argument with Lia, I had barely stopped moving. Every morning, I went to Laurent Group with his father. Every afternoon, I checked on Lumina. At night, I returned to the hospital.The pressure was heavy, but I knew Laurent Group could not afford to shake. Adrian was still unconscious. Everyone knew his condition could affect the company. Investors were watching. Competitors were watching. Employees were worried. I refused to let fear spread.During one meeting, Adrian’s father looked at me across the table. “You should rest.”“I will.”“You said that yesterday.”“I meant it yesterday too.”He gave me a tired smile. “You are stubborn.”“I have to be.”He nodded. “The company is stable.”“That is what matters.”“It is stable because you are making sure it stays that way.”I looked down at the reports. “I cannot let everything Adrian left behind to fall apart while he is fighting to wake up.”His expression softened. “You are doi

The days that followed were filled with the same routine. Laurent Group. Lumina. The hospital. Home. Then back to the hospital. Adrian remained unconscious. Every morning, I hoped I would walk into his room and find him awake. Every morning, I left disappointed. Still, I refused to give up. The children visited whenever they could. Lila talked to him about school, while Elias told him about every game he wanted them to play together when he woke up. Clara also came often. Sometimes she stayed with Adrian while I handled work. Other times, she sat beside me and reminded me to eat. His parents visited almost every day too. His mother always held his hand before leaving, and his father spent long hours quietly watching him. My parents came whenever they could. The hospital room had become a strange kind of home. One afternoon, I returned from Laurent Group and found Clara sitting beside Adrian. “How is he?” She looked at me. “Still the same.” I sighed. “Any changes?” “Nothing

“Why are you two fighting over me?” Adrain asked but I ignored the question. Instead, I looked at Lia. “Leave.”Her eyebrows rose. “Excuse me?”“You heard me. Leave the room.”“I am not going anywhere.”I turned toward the driver standing near the door and gave him a sharp signal. “Take her out.”The driver stepped forward. Lia immediately moved back. “Don’t touch me.”“Lia,” I warned.“No.” She shook her head. “I said I’m staying.”The driver reached for her arm, but she pulled away.“I have the right to be here,” she said loudly. “Adrian just woke up. He has the right to decide who stays with him.”“This is a hospital, not your personal office Serena,” Lia said.The driver tried again. She planted her feet firmly on the floor and pulled her arm free.“I’m not leaving.”The struggle caught Adrian’s attention. He watched Lia resisting the driver, then looked at me.“What is happening?”“Nothing,” I said quickly.His expression changed. “It doesn’t look like nothing to me.”The driver

Lila was already running toward the bed.“Daddy!”I stepped aside just in time as she reached him. Adrian looked at her, and for a heartbeat something unreadable crossed his face, confusion, instinct, something softer than either. Then Lila climbed carefully onto the edge of the mattress and wrapped her arms around his neck.He froze.Slowly, almost carefully, his arms came up and closed around her small body.“Hey, princess,” he whispered.Lila pulled back just enough to see his face, her smile huge and bright. “You’re awake.”“Yes, I am.”She touched his cheek with careful fingers. “I missed you.”Adrian’s mouth curved. “I missed you too.”My chest tightened. He was doing it. He didn’t remember her—not fully, not the way a father should. The uncertainty sat plain in his eyes. But he refused to let a child carry the weight of that confusion.Elias walked over next, slower, more watchful.“Daddy.”Adrian turned his head. “And here comes my little troublemaker.”Elias’s face split into

Lia refused to give up. The memory of Serena’s driver dragging her away from the house still burned. Serena had humiliated her in front of everyone, but Lia was not ready to walk away. Not now. Adrian had lost his memories. That changed everything. For years she had wished for another chance. Now she had one. Adrian could no longer remember every painful detail of their past, which meant she could show him only the parts she wanted him to see. She spent the morning searching through old boxes, her phone, and forgotten messages. Photographs came first. She chose pictures where she and Adrian were smiling together, one at a restaurant, another at a party, another outside a hotel, standing close enough to look like a couple deeply in love. She ignored the photographs where they argued. She ignored the messages where Adrian sounded cold. She selected only the ones that made her look important. Then she gathered small details only someone close to him would know: his favorite drink,