A Divorce He Regrets

Chapter 180:

My body didn’t feel right.

It wasn’t just the exhaustion—that was to be expected, given everything going on. It was deeper, a nagging sensation that something was wrong. I kept telling myself it was just my mind playing tricks on me, that the stress of the poisoning and my grandfather’s death was catching up.

But the fear wouldn’t leave.

The thought of dying, of leaving Liam and Ava behind, clawed at me in the quiet moments. I tried to push it away, but it lingered, heavy and unrelenting.

I sat in my office one afternoon, staring blankly at my computer screen. Alex was waiting for me outside, as he always did. Just the thought of seeing him made my heart skip a beat.

This wasn’t good.

I wasn’t supposed to feel this way about him again. It was too dangerous. Too painful. But every time he walked through that door, every time he smiled at me or said something that reminded me of the man I’d fallen for all those years ago, my resolve crumbled just a little more.

I was wrapping up a meeting when Alex arrived, right on time as usual. Just seeing him walk through the office door made me feel a sense of relief I wasn’t ready to admit.

“Give me a moment,” I said, catching his eye and offering a smile. “I just need to finish this up.”

He nodded, leaning casually against the wall, his presence a steadying force as I turned back to the table. But even as I tried to focus on the discussion, something felt off.

A wave of dizziness swept over me, sudden and disorienting. My vision blurred, and I gripped the edge of the table, trying to steady myself.noveldrama

“Raina? Are you okay?” one of my colleagues asked, their voice sounding distant, muffled.

I opened my mouth to respond, but the words wouldn’t come. The room tilted violently, and the last thing I saw was Alex’s concerned face rushing toward me.

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When I opened my eyes, the first thing I noticed was the faint scent of antiseptic. The fluorescent lights above me were harsh, making me squint.

“Raina!”

The trembling voice was my grandmother’s. She sat on one side of the hospital bed, clutching my hand tightly, her eyes red and swollen. On the other side was Alex, his hand wrapped around mine, his expression a mix of worry and exhaustion.

My chest tightened at the sight of them.

“Grandma,” I whispered, my voice hoarse.

“Oh, thank God!” she cried, tears spilling down her cheeks. She leaned closer, smoothing my hair like she used to when I was a child. I tried to sit up, but Alex pressed a firm hand on my shoulder.

“Easy,” he said, his voice low and soothing.

Dominic entered the room moments later, his phone in hand. His usually composed face was tight with worry.

“The doctor’s on his way,” he announced.

“Why is everyone so upset?” I asked, though I already had an inkling. Dominic glanced at Alex, who gave him a slight nod before stepping back to give the doctor room as he entered.

The doctor’s serious expression made my stomach churn.

“How are you feeling, Mrs. Graham?” he asked.

“I’m fine,” I said quickly, though the way Alex and Dominic exchanged looks told me no one believed me.

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