He Buried Me But I Painted My Own Resurrection novel Chapter 115

Eleanor's body collapsed onto the cold floor, blood pooling at her temple.

She desperately wanted to get up, to go find Sienna, to tell her: Don't be afraid, I'm still here for you.

But her body refused to obey, and her consciousness quickly sank into an endless, suffocating darkness.

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Because Nathaniel Gauthier's malicious scheme to frame Sienna was exposed, The Gauthier Group faced an unprecedented wave of public condemnation and internet backlash.

Due to the severe nature of the crime, combined with Lucas Lowery fanning the flames behind the scenes, Nathaniel was very likely facing prison time.

The Gauthier family was already spiraling into chaos, and Eleanor's sudden accident was the catastrophic cherry on top.

At the hospital, Eleanor was still in surgery.

Grant waited outside the operating room, his suit jacket draped over a chair and his collar haphazardly unbuttoned.

His mother, Madeline, sat opposite him, her eyes red from crying. She continuously cursed Sienna, calling her a tramp who had ruined their entire family, the noise making Grant's head pound violently.

It was past midnight when the doctor finally emerged.

"She's old, and the fall was severe. It's not looking good. Whether she wakes up or not is entirely up to fate now."

Madeline slumped back into her chair in a puddle of tears.

Grant's throat tightened, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.

His father, Nathaniel, had already been taken away by the police for investigation over the smear campaign, and the company's stock had completely crashed the second the market opened.

It felt as though his entire family was disintegrating overnight.

And the catalyst for all of this was Sienna stubbornly demanding a divorce.

A nameless fury mixed with an unprecedented panic slammed against his ribs. He desperately needed an outlet. He needed to fix this mess.

He needed her to come back.

To return to where she rightfully belonged.

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