Fated Marriage Spoiled by My Ice Billionaire novel Chapter 257

Chapter 257 Aftermath in the Hospital

Chapter 257 Aftermath in the Hospital

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She gritted her teeth against the sharp, searing pain, trying to push the metal storage rack off her leg. The rack itself wasn’t extremely heavy, but it was burning hot.

Grabbing a damp towel, she wrapped it around one corner of the rack and managed to shift it aside.

A line of blisters had already risen on her leg from the contact.

Outside the doorway, Diana was shouting, her voice choked with panic. She tried to rush in, but the people beside her held her back firmly.

The flames at the entrance had been mostly doused by the team with buckets, and the distant sound of sirens signaled the firefighters‘ arrival.

Inside, Isabelle wasn’t doing well–she was severely deprived of oxygen.

She could have walked out earlier, but now she felt dizzy and disoriented, unable to even lift her feet.

Her vision swimming, she collapsed onto the floor.

Whether it was a hallucination or a trick of the flickering firelight, she thought she saw Damian.

“Damian?” she murmured faintly, her voice barely audible even to herself.

Damian, is that you…? The words echoed only in her mind, as she no longer had the strength to speak them aloud.

Right then, her thoughts were filled with this man.

It felt like she had been pulled back to that moment when he’d forced the door open and pinned Gary to the ground.

Like a guardian, this man had appeared before her, rescuing her from danger.

Her mind went blank, and she completely lost consciousness.

Her body felt weightless for a moment- someone had lifted her carefully into their arms.

Isabelle was awakened by the muffled commotion outside her hospital room door. It was already the middle of the night.

She lay in a private hospital suite, an IV line in her arm, her legs feeling cool and numb. Her

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pajama pants were rolled up, revealing a row of angry–looking burns on her calves.

A sharp, stinging pain throbbed beneath the dressings.

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Pressing her lips together, she tried to shift her stiff body, but she was too weak to muster any strength.

She glanced slowly around the room.

Caroline was asleep in a chair beside the bed, her head resting on her folded arms, one hand still holding Isabelle’s. She looked exhausted, as if she hadn’t slept all night and had only just dozed off.

Isabelle wanted to say something, but no sound came out. A faint cough escaped her lips.

Her mind felt drained, and her throat was parched and burning.

It was as if her voice had deserted her–she couldn’t form words.

Her soft sounds stirred Caroline, who jolted awake.

“Isabelle…” she called her name softly, cautiously.

Isabelle managed a weak hum in response.

Caroline’s eyes immediately welled up with relieved tears as she quickly reached for the nurse call button.

“You scared me half to death…” Caroline murmured, holding back a sob. “Are you in any pain?”

“Water…” Isabelle forced out the single word.

Caroline hurriedly poured a glass of lukewarm water, slipped a bendable straw into it, and held it for Isabelle to sip.

Soon, a nurse and the doctor on duty arrived, followed by a tall, imposing figure–Damian.

Isabelle’s gaze remained fixed on him.

He clearly hadn’t slept either; faint shadows rimmed his eyes, and smudges of soot still streaked his untucked white shirt.

Damian walked straight to the bedside, and Caroline quietly moved aside to give him space.

“Caroline, you should go ger some rest in the family lounge. I’ll stay with her,” he said gently.

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Caroline didn’t argue. Damian had been pacing the hallway all this time, refusing to enter while she was in the room. He probably hadn’t closed his eyes once.

Seeing that Isabelle was awake and the doctor had given a quick assessment–confirming nothing critical–Caroline left the room soon after the medical staff.

Damian carefully took Isabelle’s hand, kissed the back of it just above the IV site, and then sat on the edge of the bed, gently cradling the medicine tube in his palm.

“How do you feel?” he asked, his voice low and soft.

“I’m okay,” she whispered. “How’s Abigail?” Isabelle couldn’t help but ask.

Her foremost worry was for Abigail and the baby.

Damian reached out and brushed a stray strand of hair away from her cheek, tucking it carefully behind her ear. “My sister is stable. She just needs to stay for observation for a day or two.”

“She…” Isabelle wanted to ask more but hesitated, unsure if she should voice it.

“Thank you,” Damian said instead, his large hand cupping her cheek, his thumb stroking her skin gently. “They’re both safe. My sister and the baby.”

Hearing this, Isabelle felt a wave of profound relief wash over her.

So Damian knew as well.

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