Love After Leaving: No Regret (Agnes and Raymond) novel Chapter 310

She deserves that much? She's nothing more than an adopted fake heiress. How laughable.

Rebecca crouched down and stared at Duncan on the ground, then spoke again after a pause.

"You're the same. You didn't want to confirm our relationship either, not because of anything else, but because you looked down on me. You looked down on my background."

Rebecca stood up and walked forward step by step.

"So we were just using each other anyway. Now that there's no more value, we go our separate ways.

"Ah, no, actually, you can go after Monica, together in hell! Haha!"

Duncan clutched the ground, trembling violently, and rasped, "You... Whose child... is in your belly..."

Rebecca paused. She looked down, silent for a moment.

Her hand rested on her abdomen, and a mocking smile curled on her lips.

"That is none of your concern anymore.

"Duncan, when you see Monica later, say hi for me! Bye!"

She turned and left without looking back.

Duncan coughed up blood, reaching out with all his remaining strength, voice broken and desperate. "Rebecca... Come back..."

In the hospital room of a private luxury hospital...

Agnes lay in bed, her mind foggy and unstable over the past few days.

Sometimes lucid, sometimes lost—unable to tell dream from reality.

After an unknown stretch of time, she slowly opened her eyes. Everything was white.

She reached out blindly into the air. Suddenly, her hand was held.

"Agnes? You're awake??"

It was a woman's voice—familiar, yet distant.

"I'm Carmen. Can you hear me?"

Agnes's mind was blank, her voice weak and breathless. "Where am I? What happened..."

Carmen leaned closer, speaking gently, "You're in my brother's hospital. You're safe. Don't worry."

"I can't see... Everything is white..."

Carmen soothed her, "Your eyes were injured and bandaged. Once the stitches are removed in a few days, you'll be able to see again.

"Don't be scared, I'm here."

Fragments of memory slowly returned.

The night at the cemetery. The explosion. The chaos.

And in the end, Raymond lunged toward her.

Agnes suddenly tensed and asked, "Where is Raymond?"

Carmen held her hand tighter.

"He's in the next room. He's fine. Just injured and resting."

Either saying he couldn't be visited due to sterile conditions, or telling her to wait until her eyesight recovered.

Agnes finally couldn't sit still anymore. Today, she was determined to see Raymond, no matter what.

Seeing that she could no longer be stopped, Carmen sighed and made a call. Then she handed the phone to Agnes.

"Here. It's Raymond. He really is in the sterile ward. Your eyes still haven't recovered, just wait a little longer—you'll see him soon."

Agnes took the phone. And then she heard that familiar voice. "Agnes."

All her days of anxiety collapsed the moment she heard him.

She had truly believed something had happened to him.

"Raymond, how are you?"

His voice was calm, slightly weak. "I'm fine. Rest well."

"I want to see you..."

"You don't have to. Be good. Rest first. I'll come see you later."

Agnes didn't push further. She simply reminded him softly to take care of himself.

Even though something still felt off, hearing his voice was enough to ease her tense heart.

At least for now, he was alive. That was enough.

After leaving the hospital, Carmen arrived at an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

Weeds had overgrown the surroundings, and the entire place looked desolate, like it had been forgotten by time.