Lahat ng Kabanata ng HIS REGRET AFTER HER LAST 100 WISHES: Kabanata 161 - Kabanata 170

As soon as Dylan's car pulled into the hospital parking lot, he immediately got out and ran toward me. He cupped my cheeks in both hands, his eyes filled with worry."Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?" Dylan asked. His gaze swept over my body as if making sure I was unharmed. When I shook my head and tried to give him a reassuring smile, Dylan let out a relieved sigh. He pulled me into a tight embrace.Behind us, Erwin approached and inspected the car Eron had driven. He checked along the sides, apparently looking for something.I pulled away from Dylan and asked, "What is Erwin doing?""He's just making sure Eron didn't leave anything behind, like a tracker or something," Dylan explained as he gently stroked my hair. He kissed my forehead before telling me to get into the car he had arrived in."Get in. We'll talk about Eron later.""But...""Anna, don't think about that right now."I reached for Dylan's hand and shook my head. "We need to talk about this now! He only gave me half

I was still standing in the same spot even after Jessy left. My heart was pounding hard, my hands trembling violently as they remained pressed against my flat stomach.Slowly, I made my way to the sofa and sat down. A maid hurried over to me, her face filled with panic, and asked if I was all right."Ma'am, you look so pale," she said. She called out to another maid, asking her to bring me a glass of water. The maid rushed to the kitchen and returned moments later with a full glass.Without saying a word, I gulped down the entire glass. My breathing was ragged while the maid sitting beside me rubbed my back."Ma'am, should I call Mr. Danforth?" she offered."No," I answered breathlessly. "Dylan is busy. It's better not to disturb him," I advised, even though I desperately wanted to call Dylan and tell him about Jessy's visit, the flash drive she was looking for, and the threat she had made against me. But the image of Jessy's smile flashed through my mind again."Don't you dare tell D

Dylan’s gaze pierced straight into mine, making the air in the living room feel even heavier. The fear I had been desperately hiding finally broke through. Dylan could not be fooled by simply telling him I was fine.I thought he would not notice, but apparently, he had absorbed every piece of information Lea had given him without missing a thing.I swallowed hard, my fingers clutching the hem of my clothes. My lips remained tightly sealed, not a single word escaping them. Meanwhile, Dylan and Lea waited for my answer.“Jessy must have gone to see her!” Lea exclaimed, breaking the silence. She pointed a finger at my face. “Anna is the perfect pawn for your mother. You must understand what I mean, Dylan,” she said with a faint, knowing smile.“Anna!” Dylan’s voice rose slightly, a mixture of shock and fury. He stepped closer and gripped both my shoulders. “Answer my question. Did Jessy come to see you?”My throat went dry. Realizing there was no way to run from this anymore, I took a de

Anna’s breathing was steady beside me. Her features were peaceful in sleep, as if the cool night breeze had managed to soothe the panic that had consumed her just a few hours ago. She lay curled up against me, her fingers still wrapped tightly around my hand.I slowly pulled the blanket higher, shielding her from the chill. Anna stirred and snuggled closer to me. I smiled in amusement when she mumbled something in her sleep.So cute.Carefully propping my head up with one hand, I reached over and touched the bruises scattered across her shoulder. There were more of them now, and their number kept growing. Anna said they didn't hurt, but I knew the truth. Her illness was eating away at her day by day, stealing precious time from her life, and I still couldn't accept it.The burning anger in my chest flared up again. Meanwhile, people out there, Eron, Jessy, and even Lea, were all trying to break Anna's spirit.I won't let them lay a finger on her again.For hours, I lay beside her with

ANNAI never would have imagined Dylan would go this far. Luring Eron here, then dragging Santoso into this mess himself. Even so, I couldn't help wondering when he'd come up with this plan. But even if I asked, I was sure Dylan wouldn't tell me.He would never involve me in his plans.After the guards confirmed that the house was secure, Dylan and I returned to our bedroom. He went to change while I prepared the first-aid kit to treat his injuries. I'd noticed earlier that the knuckles on his hand were scraped.When he emerged from the walk-in closet wearing a plain T-shirt and casual pants, he sat down beside me. I immediately took his hand and rested it on my lap.I gently pressed an alcohol-soaked cotton pad against his reddened, bruised knuckles.“You shouldn't have punched Eron.”“He pissed me off, Anna. How was I supposed to stop myself from punching that bastard?” Dylan asked irritably.I pressed the cotton pad against his wounds, then studied his expression. He didn't even wi