The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella) novel Chapter 2088

The door to the hospital room swung open as Martin stormed in, his smile freezing on his face as he caught sight of the scene before him. With a rush of urgency, he shoved Fitch aside and raced to Serena's side.

"Serena, are you alright, Serena?"

Serena felt the grip on her throat release as Martin's voice reached her, sounding as though it came from miles away. Her vision went pitch black, incapable of discerning any shapes, and her body felt utterly limp.

But she could sense Martin shaking her, and she coughed reflexively, her focus snapping back as she saw the worry etched deeply into his features. After a violent bout of coughing, she gasped for air, as if being yanked back from the brink of death.

"Water," Her voice was raspy and weak, "I need water."

In a fluster, Martin grabbed a glass of water and held it to her lips.

Serena could barely lift her own arm, let alone hold the glass, so Martin gently helped her drink. After a moment, she seemed to recover slightly, clinging to Martin and sobbing into his chest.

Martin cast a resentful glance at Fitch while comforting the woman in his arms.

"Martin!" Fitch couldn't believe his eyes and was itching to knock some sense into him, "She's the one who caused your sister's car accident, and you're still defending her?"

Martin's patience had hit rock bottom. He stood up, marched over to Fitch, and swung a fierce punch.

"Are you freaking serious?" Fitch was livid, having not anticipated that his old buddy would throw a punch over some dame. If he hadn't dodged in the nick of time, that blow could have sent his guts spilling out.

"You nearly strangled her to death!" Martin roared with a rage that made his whole body shake.