The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 1821

Two of Martin's men each carried a hefty box, following closely behind as they left the grand estate.

The moment Martin stepped out of the main building, tears betrayed his stoic facade, streaming freely down his face. His steps quickened into a desperate run.

His voice trembled with pain and sorrow, "Serena, hang in there."

No matter what, she had to hang in there!

"I'm Martin. I'm taking you home!" He feared the woman in his arms might slip away with each passing second. He wanted to hold her tight, yet he dreaded causing her more pain.

The RV was parked just outside the villa.

As he sprinted out, the door swung open, welcoming him inside.

Inside the RV lay the most advanced medical equipment, alongside the top-notch doctor he had hired for a fortune.

"Save her. She's burning up!" Martin carefully placed Serena on the prepped stretcher.

The RV door closed, and the doctors immediately began examining Serena, while the vehicle roared to life.

Martin's gaze drifted to the window, catching sight of the Collins family's servants tossing Serena's used linens, clothes, and personal items into the trash bins outside.

The bins were overflowing, with piles of belongings heaped on the ground like small hills.

"Mr. Cooper, Serena's wounds weren't treated in time and have become severely infected, leading to a high fever. This is critical, and we need to get her to the hospital immediately. Please prepare yourself mentally for what's to come." The doctor's voice drew Martin's attention back.

"What do you mean?" Martin asked, his voice shaking.