All Chapters of Trapped in a One Night Stand relationship with an ex-lover : Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

The steady, monotonous beep of the heart monitor echoed endlessly through the hushed, sterile corridors of the Intensive Care Unit at Grand Medika International Hospital. The sharp, biting scent of antiseptic swirled in the air, mixing with the biting chill of the hospital’s medical-grade air conditioning to create an atmosphere that felt as cold and lifeless as the stillness that hung over the room. Behind walls of reinforced, soundproof glass, Camelia lay motionless atop a narrow, cold metal bed, her form swallowed by the crisp white sheets that covered her.Dozens of transparent tubes and thin, snaking monitor wires were attached to her body, linking her to a cluster of beeping machines that sustained every vital function she could no longer perform on her own. A ventilator tube ran down her throat, its rhythmic mechanical hiss forcing her lungs to expand and contract in a slow, artificial rhythm. Her face—once the very picture of sharp command, effortless grace, and unyielding str

Two investigators in black leather jackets from the Criminal Investigation Unit stood rigid at the far end of the intensive care corridor. Before them, Morgan leaned against the cold porcelain wall. The harsh white glow of the overhead neon strip lights bleached over his sharp features, casting deep shadows along his jawline which was clenched so tightly it looked carved from granite.“Mr. Morgan Erlangga,” the senior investigator began, opening a small notebook and fixing him with an unyielding, scrutinizing stare. “The logistics and dispatch manifest systems of Erlangga Holding clearly record that the bouquet of white peonies was collected by one of your company’s official couriers at ten o’clock this morning. The delivery order and the handwritten note bearing your initials have already been seized as preliminary evidence.”Morgan tilted his head slightly. His dark eyes burned with restrained fury beneath a veneer of forced composure.“I never ordered those flowers, nor did I arran

In a hidden safe house tucked within a run-down district on the city’s outskirts, Bagaskara hurled a disposable burner phone into a plastic container filled with concentrated acid. A sharp chemical hiss rose into the air, accompanied by thin curling wisp of smoke as the device’s circuits melted away without a trace.The middle-aged man’s face looked grotesque in the dim, flickering glow of a single bare bulb. His eyes were bloodshot, his cheeks sunken, and his hands trembled violently as rising panic gnawed at his sanity.Reports from his informants inside the hospital confirmed that Camelia was still clinging to life. She lay entirely paralyzed, but the international team of specialists had managed to keep her heart rate stable using emergency life support systems.“Why has that devil-spawned girl not died yet?!” Bagaskara roared, slamming his fist down so hard the surface of the old wooden table cracked beneath his blow. “Twelve hours! That neurotoxin should have stopped her heart c

The heavy glass door slammed against its frame with a deafening crash. Noah burst through first, followed closely by two broad-shouldered personal guards who immediately raised their weapons toward the bed where Camelia lay motionless.“Hands up and step away from Miss Camelia right now!” the lead guard roared, his deep baritone cutting through the ECG alarm’s frantic wail that still filled the room.The infiltrator posing as Dr. Hendra froze mere millimeters from driving the needle of pure potassium into Camelia’s neck artery. His cold eyes widened in a flash of realization. Knowing his cover was blown and his quiet execution had run out of time, he wasted no time negotiating.With the reflexes of a trained killer, he lashed out with his left hand, seized the metal IV stand, and swung it brutally toward Noah and the guards!CRASH!Porcelain fluid bottles shattered across the marble floor. The clear lines attached to Camelia’s arm snapped taut and tore free from their ports, sending f

Morgan stood frozen amidst the wind tearing through the warehouse’s shattered walls. In his left hand, he gripped the black protective case holding the two vials of golden-red liquid—the pure antidote that was Camelia’s only hope. And in his ears, Dr. Richard’s words still rang sharp: Bagaskara will take off from the west dock helipad in thirty minutes.A deadly dilemma crushed his chest.If he split his tactical teams and chose to hunt Bagaskara to the docks, enemy resistance could delay the antidote’s delivery to Grand Medika Hospital. Every minute of delay meant permanent brain death for Camelia. Yet if he let Bagaskara vanish tonight, that old monster would disappear into international waters, carrying all his crimes and the mastermind behind her family’s suffering beyond the reach of justice.“Sir Morgan!” David called out firmly, cutting through the roar of wind and rain. “Time is running out! Miss Camelia only has hours before the toxin’s mutation becomes irreversible! What are