Alpha's Regret Too Late to Love Me novel Chapter 269

See? I knew it. I knew he still cared about me. He couldn’t bear to see me hurt. All his cold words were just lies he told himself.

It wasn’t some incurable condition-just a man who’d grown too comfortable hiding his feelings. With enough patience, enough perseverance, I could break through. I could make him remember what we once were to each other.

Alexander!

I smiled, reaching toward him, desperate to grasp his hand.

But it was too late.

My fingertips never reached him. Instead, my body tilted backward, the ground disappearing beneath my feet.

Then-THUD!

I tumbled down the stairs, my body bouncing painfully with each step.

Pain!

My back, my head-every cell in my body felt like it was exploding. It was as though insects were crawling through my veins, gnawing and colliding, creating an agony that felt like hell itself.

Through the fog of pain, I heard Alexander calling my name repeatedly, his voice tight with panic as he rushed down the stairs toward me.

But my vision was already blurring, the world spinning and distorting around me. His figure wavered in and out of focus, sometimes close, sometimes distant.

Strong arms lifted me, and I felt gentle taps against my cheek. “Sarah,Sarah, can you hear me? How badly are you hurt?”

The scent of whiskey mingled with his natural cologne-that distinctive, crisp scent that was uniquely Alexander. I tried to breathe him in, tried to anchor myself to his presence.

I wanted to say his name, to reach for him, but my body refused to cooperate. All I could manage was labored breathing, each inhale and exhale a conscious effort. –

“Sarah, say something. Don’t scare me like this!” The desperation in his voice was unmistakable now.

Sweat soaked through my clothes as waves of pain washed over me. It felt like I’d been run over by a truck, every bone and muscle crying out in protest.

With monumental effort, I forced a single word past my lips: “Hurts..”

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