The Stolen Life- My Mother Gave My Fiancé to Her Favorite Student novel Chapter 89

Oh, she’s fine. Her bite wasn’t serious. Captain Rivers stayed with her the whole time, you know- fed her water himself, sat by her bedside all night. Didn’t even answer his phone when the base called.”

The nurse went on about Jack’s attentiveness, her tone warm and gossipy, but Olivia listened in silence.

Strangely, she felt nothing. Not pain. Not jealousy. Not even sadness.

It surprised her too.

“Your vitals look good, and the toxins are gone. Another day or two and you should be cleared for discharge,” the nurse added cheerfully.

But that same night, Olivia quietly signed herself out.

Back at the dorm, she began packing–clothes, her journal, the antique pocket watch her mother had left her–folding and tucking each item into her suitcase one by one.

She was halfway through when the door burst open

She turned sharply, startled–only to see Jack standing there, rain–soaked and breathless, his uniform unbuttoned and disheveled like he’d run straight from a storm.

She had never seen him like this.

Jack was the picture of restraint, always neat, always composed. Even his collar was usually buttoned to the top.

Now, he looked shaken, windswept, and for the first time, visibly unguarded.

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“Why didn’t you tell me you were checking out?” he asked, voice low.

Olivia didn’t flinch.

“Why would I? You didn’t seem to care if I lived or died.”

His throat bobbed. For a second, he said nothing.

Then he murmured, almost like a confession, “You found out.”

But the next moment, his tone hardened again.

“Emily saved my life once. I couldn’t let anything happen to her.”

Olívia returned to folding her clothes, calm and unbothered.

“You don’t have to explain. That serum was yours. You’re free to give it to whoever you want.”

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