Between Ruin And Resolve: My Ex-Husband’s Regret

Chapter 1182:

Before Stan could complete his thought, however, his head collapsed sideways against the pillow, and consciousness abandoned him entirely.

In that precise instant, the heart monitor stationed beside the bed erupted into a shrill, ear-splitting wail that sliced through the sterile air.

The jagged line that had previously danced with irregular heartbeats now stretched into a merciless, unforgiving flat line. “Beeeeeep—”

Blaine’s mind reeled in confusion, his thoughts spinning wildly while panic surged through his chest like a tidal wave threatening to drown him.

Pure instinct propelled Blaine forward as he seized Stan’s shoulders with desperate hands, shaking the unconscious man with fierce determination.

“Stan! Stay with me! Tell me who did this to you!”

as he rushed across the room to examine Stan with urgent, practiced

bent close to detect any whisper of breath, then carefully lifted Stan’s eyelids to peer

before the doctor finally raised his head, his expression carved from stone and bearing the weight of

the devastating weight

Blaine’s mind as he stumbled backward, his legs threatening

yet he hadn’t managed to voice even a complete thought

physical blow—that nurse, the one who had administered what she claimed was an adrenaline injection

Blaine’s consciousness with the force of lightning, transforming his features into

“Damn…”

The curse tore from his throat as he pivoted sharply and bolted

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not even a whisper of her presence behind. Blaine dug his fingertips into his temples, fury and frustration

fumbled for his phone before jabbing at his bodyguard’s number with barely