His Regret Arrived Three Days Late novel Chapter 93

On the hospital bed, Serena lay on her side, her body trembling uncontrollably. Her tangled hair fell across her face, and she seemed completely oblivious to the sound of footsteps entering the room, her vacant eyes fixed on the window.

Behind them, the young nurse's voice trembled with frustration. "I tried to comb her hair, but she wouldn't let me. She even scratched me."

Annika turned to look at the nurse, noticing the deep, red scratches on her cheek and a faint bruise near her eye. Her gaze then fell to the floor, where shattered metal fragments from a tray lay scattered, confirming the nurse's story. Annika gestured for her to leave, and the nurse scurried away.

Conrad’s fists were clenched so tightly his knuckles were white. "Serena," he choked out, his voice raw and strained.

She didn't move. Her eyes were empty, lifeless, as if she were a ghost in her own body.

"Serena, I'm so sorry."

He reached out a hand, his fingertips barely grazing her cheek. She recoiled as if electrocuted, curling into a tight ball. Her head slowly turned, her eyes wide with terror. When she saw him, her gaze was as sharp as a knife. "Don't touch me!" she hissed, her voice cold and warning. "Or Conrad will make you pay."

"Serena, it's me. It's Conrad. Wake up."

Seeing that she didn't recognize him, that she was still trapped in the nightmare of her assault, tore his heart to shreds. He pleaded with her, trying to pull her back from the darkness.

She stared at him for a long moment, then her face crumpled, and she began to sob. "You're not Conrad. He doesn't want me anymore. He abandoned me."

Her distress escalated into frantic cries. "He doesn't want me!"

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