All Chapters of CEO's Hidden Marriage: Chapter 281 - Chapter 290

Lifeline hospital:-Writer's POV:-"Boss, careful!" Leo shouted, his voice filled with urgency, as Viaan hastily jumped out of the car the moment Leo hit the brakes. Ignoring the warning, Viaan sprinted towards the hospital entrance, his heart pounding with fear. His breath came out in ragged gasps as he pushed through the heavy glass doors.Inside the reception area, Viaan's panicked eyes darted frantically, searching for any sign that would lead him to the emergency room. His mind raced with a million thoughts, each one fueling his anxiety. He couldn't bear the thought of something happening to his mother, Leena.Just as desperation threatened to consume him, he heard Leo's voice behind him. "To your left, boss!" Leo's words guided him, providing a sliver of hope amidst the chaos. Without looking at him, Viaan followed Leo's directions, his steps quickening as he approached the separate area of the emergency room.His mind clouded with negative thoughts as he approached the room, bu

The Lifeline Hospital:-Inside the wardroom, Viaan lay still, his breathing steady and calm. The sedatives gradually took effect, enveloping him in a blanket of tranquility. In his unconscious state, his body and mind could finally find respite from the overwhelming emotions that had consumed him.As he lay motionless on the hospital bed. The room exuded an air of serenity, a stark contrast to the chaos that had unraveled in their lives. His chest rose and fell with a steady rhythm, his body seemingly at peace under the watchful gaze of the medical equipment surrounding him. The sedatives coursed through his veins, coaxing his weary mind into slumber.The night enveloped the room, heavy with the weight of despair. Kiara, her heart aching, remained steadfast by Viaan’s side. Her fingers intertwined with his, seeking solace in the touch, as if her warmth could breathe life into his cold hands. Her tear-stained cheeks bore the traces of countless droplets, etching a portrait of her angui

Next Morning, Lifeline Hospital:-“It’s starting,” Rachel said, driving everyone’s attention to her.The wardroom was filled with tension as Kiara, Leo, Ryan, Maya, and Rachel gathered around the television, their eyes fixed on the digital screen.News channels broadcast the last night’s event—Hunter being the winner, his speech, and then the press conference— that was missed by all of them. The moment Rachel told them that the news channels are showing a repeat telecast, they turned to the television to know what all has transpired after they left the event that the social media is flooding with negative comments and uproar of the public against Viaan.Also, they wanted to know what humility Hunter has shown that the people are chanting his name as a man of integrity. Because, certainly, they knew better!In the background, Viaan was still asleep, so they kept the volume down and stood in front of the screen.On the screen, they saw what Mr. Murphy had told everyone that the claims w

“Viaan!” A sweet voice called his name.Viaan felt a warm, familiar hand on his cheek, gently caressing his skin. He opened his eyes and saw his mother’s face smiling softly at him. She looked younger and healthier than he remembered, her hair shining and her eyes sparkling. He saw her ready like she is going somewhere.“Maa, where are you going?” Panicked, Viaan grabbed her hands.“I have to go now, Viaan.” She replied, caressing his face.“No, I won’t let you go anywhere. You can’t leave me.” He protested, stubbornly.Leena leaned down and kissed his forehead, whispering. “My time has come, Viaan. Let me go.”He felt a surge of panic and disbelief. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer, burying his face in her chest. He could hear her heartbeat, slow and steady. He shook his head, refusing to accept her words.“Please don’t leave me. I’ll die without you, Maa.” He sobbed, clutching her tightly. “No, baby. You’re my strong child. Promise me, Viaan. Promise me yo

Viaan’s POV:-“Please come back, Maa…” Pleading to her from a distance, I pressed my hands against the glass, my eyes turning moist. I felt like a helpless spectator, gazing through the small glass portion of the door, watching my mother lie lifeless inside the ICCU.“Hold yourself, Viaan. You need to stand strong for your mother. We are trying our best, but it is your love and prayer that will impact her the most.”I felt a hand on my shoulder, gently squeezing it. Uncle James standing behind me while I looked at my mother lying so lifeless amid all those wires and machines.His words resounded in my ears, but they did little to soothe the ache in my heart.For my eyes were fixated on the condition Maa was in. The drips inserted into her hands must have punctured her fragile skin. Oh, how much pain it must have given to my mother.I scanned the entire unit through that partition itself. A web of wires and machines enveloped her frail form, sustaining her fragile existence. Each beep,