His Regret Arrived Three Days Late novel Chapter 90

"Ah!" Serena screamed, clutching her stomach as she lay in a pool of blood. More crimson seeped out from under her dress, a horrifying sight. Annika’s face went white, and the luggage in her hand fell to the floor. She started to move forward to help, but Conrad was faster. He had thrown on his clothes and was already rushing to Serena's side. He scooped her into his arms and ran out of the hotel.

In his haste, he bumped into Annika, but he didn't even glance back. He was just gone.

The cold air in his wake made her shiver. Annika shivered and sank to the floor, staring with empty, hollow eyes at the dark red stain on the carpet. She dug her nails into her palms, fighting the urge to run to the hospital.

Why should she go? Even if Serena had a miscarriage, she had brought it on herself. It had nothing to do with her, Annika told herself.

She didn't know how long she sat there, frozen, until her limbs went numb. With great effort, she got up and sat on the edge of the pristine white hotel bed, lost in a daze.

Conrad didn't come back that night. Annika’s sleep was restless, plagued by nightmares of Conrad's furious face accusing her of killing his child, promising to make her pay a terrible price. His expression was twisted and terrifying. When she finally woke, her eyes were sore and her pillow was damp with tears.

As dawn broke, she got up, folded the blankets, and picked up her phone to call Conrad, just to ask about the situation. But as soon as she dialed the number, she hesitated and ended the call. While she was wrestling with her indecision, she heard a sound at the door. Conrad was letting himself in with a key card. He looked utterly exhausted, his hair a mess, and his eyes were shot through with red veins, as if he hadn't slept at all.

"How… how is she?" Annika asked.

Conrad took off his jacket without looking at her. "The baby is fine," he answered, his voice flat. "She's just a little emotional."

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