The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 421

Chapter 330 Seeing it With My Own Eyes

Chapter 330: Seeing It With My Own Eyes…

Vanessa

They haven’t said anything, nothing clear… Nothing definitive. And that… is what’s killing me.

I rest my elbow on the table, my phone in my hand, my thumb scrolling down the screen again and again, refreshing… Again, and again.

News, repeated headlines, recycled versions of the same thing:

“Status reserved.” “Accident under investigation.” “No official changes.”

No changes…

clench my jaw.

What do you mean, no changes…?”

y voice is low, dry, but there’s something underneath… something vibrating.

Days have passed, three… four… I’ve lost count. Time feels strange when you’re waiting for something that doesn’t come.

When you need an answer, when not knowing becomes torture. I put my phone down on the table, but barely two seconds pass before I pick it up again.

I can’t help it, I don’t want to. I look for other sources. Blogs, social media, comments.

People who “claim to have seen it.” People who “have connections.”

Nothing.

Just speculation, just noise.

Damn it…

I jump up from my chair and start pacing the apartment.

My footsteps sound louder than usual, or maybe it’s me, maybe everything inside me is making noise.

I run a hand through my hair, push it back, and breathe. It doesn’t work.

I go to the window and look outside. The city is the same… Normal.

As if nothing had happened, as if she weren’t… between life and death.

I close my eyes for a second.

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Chapter 330 Seeing It With My Own Eyes.

And the image comes back, that exact moment. I can’t get it out of my head, and I don’t know why.

I exhale slowly.

“No…” I murmur.

I don’t regret it, no… But… I press my lips together, but I need to know, I need to know if it worked.

I go back to the table, pick up my phone again. I type in the hospital’s name.

I read, I research, I look for details, schedules, entrances, security. Everything.

My eyes scan each word as if the answer no one wants to give is hidden somewhere.

“Diagnosis reserved…”

eat in a low voice.

t does that really mean…?”

eans they don’t know, or they don’t want to say. Or that it’s so serious… that they can’t be sure.

chest tightens, and there it is. That thought, the one I don’t like, the one that shouldn’t be there.

What if she survives?

stay completely still, my gaze fixed on the screen.

What if she wakes up?

I swallow.

What if she comes back?

The air grows heavier.

“No…”

I shake my head.

“No…”

My voice is firmer now, but it’s not enough. Because the thought keeps growing. Bigger, clearer, more real.

What if she leaves that hospital…? What if she goes back home…? To her perfect life…? To him?

My fingers tighte

“So…?”

Chapter 330: Seeing It With My Own Eyes

My voice trembles slightly.

“So what was the point…?”

The question hangs in the air, and it hurts. Because there’s no answer.

Not yet.

I walk again, faster, more restless.

“It can’t be…” I murmur. “It can’t be that after everything…”

After everything I did, after everything I planned, after every detail.

She just… comes back?”

I stop dead in my tracks, my breath quickening.

“No.”

This time it’s a whisper, but it’s firm, cold.

“I won’t allow it.”

I glance at the table, at my phone. The screen is off, and in that reflection… I see myself.

My eyes are dark, different. I’m not the same, I know it, and I don’t care. Because now… Now this isn’t about Ethan anymore.

No… It stopped being about him days ago. Now it’s about her, only her. Clara.

My jaw clenches.

“You can’t have it all back…”

I say softly.

“Not after this…”

I go back to my phone.

I unlock it, search for maps, directions. Hospital entrances, routes, parking. Everything.

My mind starts working, clearer, more focused… and, above all, more dangerous.

“Maybe…” I murmur. “Maybe I need to see it for myself.”

The idea takes hold, and it won’t go away. Go see her, confirm, make sure.

My fingers motoross the screen with precision; there’s no doubt in them. There is no fear… Only

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Chapter 330: Seeing It With My Own Eyes

And then, as my mind clears again, a sharp, hard knock on the door.

I freeze. Another, louder knock.

“Vanessa!”

The voice-l recognize it immediately. My father… my breath catches in my throat.

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“I know you’re there!”

He knocks again.

“Open the damn door!”

I don’t move, I don’t say anything. I stay still, just listening.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

His voice is filled with anger, control, authority.

“I’ve been to your office, I’ve called, nobody knows anything about you!”

Knock.

“Answer me!”

I slowly approach the door, silent, barely breathing. I stand on the other side, inches away.

My hand rests on the wood, but I don’t open it. I can’t.

Rather, I don’t want to.

“Vanessa…”

This time his voice is a little lower, but it’s worse.

“Don’t make me break down this door.”

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