All Chapters of My Comatose Husband Please Wake up!: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I went on, wilder than before. Perhaps it was because I liked that enjoying it or because I felt like I was marking my territory and letting Adrian know that he couldn't get think kind of treatment anywhere else.When I finally stepped out of the room, the day has surprisingly wrapped and I was somewhat feeling all sweet about how long we were inside and what were doing.I waltz downstairs with a smile tugging on my lips. Deciding to cook dinner tonight. Since I came here, I hadn't done anything like that. I choose pasta and pulled up several vegetables and seasonings the sauce. Halfway through, the aroma was already enveloping the entire kitchen.When the entire house had sat for dinner, everyone was surprised that I would be serving it as chef. Adrian was eager to taste it while the others started at me like I was dishing out body parts.Adrian commented immediately he took a bit.“What other secrets have you got, woman.”I poured him a glass of wine. “If I tell you, I will spoil t

He offered to stay with me while I felt the need to hang around outside but I politely turned him down. He gave me a police bow and strode off. I let out a deep exhaled. Adrian use to be that much of a gentleman.I looked at the hospital entrance. A surge of energy suddenly coursed through me. A desire to return inside and show them I wasn't backing down. I hurried back in, and straight for Clara's ward. Halfway through, I stumbled on Evelyn. Adrian was right behind her, Clara in his arms. She snuggled in nicely, her face buried in his chest.I stepped aside for Evelyn and followed Adrian behind. It was like a spell of silence was cast on everyone because of me. I chose to hold the peace until Clara was lain in her room and Adrian and I were finally alone.“Ad-”“I am tired. Whatever you have to say, I will hear it in the morning.”He slipped out of his shirt.“I'm sorry.”He paused. There was this uneasy quiet that followed, Just out breathing could be heard.Adrian turned to me, th

I couldn’t believe what was happening. My fists were clenched as I faced my mother. “Why are you doing this, Mother? Why are you trying to destroy my marriage?” My voice was steady, but the anger bubbling beneath was hard to contain.Evelyn sat calmly, her gaze icy. “Destroy your marriage?” she repeated mockingly. “Adrian, this isn’t a marriage. It’s a business arrangement. You’re the one forgetting that.”I felt my jaw tighten. “I haven’t forgotten anything. You were the one who insisted I marry Lana. And now you want me to throw her away like she’s nothing?”“Yes!” Evelyn snapped, standing. “Because I never intended for her to stay! She served her purpose, and now you can move on. Clara is who you belong with.”Clara was sitting off to the side, her arms crossed, watching with a satisfied smirk. That only made my blood boil more. “Clara? Clara has no place here. I want her out of this house!” I pointed toward the door. “And for the last time, I’m not divorcing Lana!”Evelyn’s face h

Adrian’s words hit me like a truck. I stared at him, disbelief written all over my face. “Divorce?” I managed to choke out. “Why?”He crossed his arms, his expression cold and unreadable. “Because this marriage was a mistake,” he said flatly. “We should never have been together.”I felt like the ground had been pulled out from under me. “What are you talking about? We’ve been through so much. Why are you saying this now?”“I don’t love you, Lana,” he said, his tone sharp and emotionless. “I never did. I only went along with this because my mother arranged it while I was in a coma. And let’s not forget, we needed an heir.”I staggered back, my heart pounding. “You’re saying you used me?”Adrian’s gaze didn’t falter. “It’s not about that. Now that I’m awake and healthy, there’s no need for this charade. I can have a child with someone I actually care about.”“Is it because of Clara?” I whispered, tears streaming down my face.He didn’t answer.“Adrian,” I pleaded, my voice trembling. “I

Lana's POVI woke up feeling like the weight of the world was pressing down on my chest. My eyes opened slowly, but everything around me felt too heavy to process. The exhaustion from the past few days had soaked into my bones, leaving me drained, both physically and emotionally. I tried to sit up, but the tightness in my chest made it impossible to focus. Every thought was a reminder of how wrong everything had gone.I forced myself to get out of bed, my legs shaky beneath me. The house was quieter than usual, almost as if it was holding its breath, waiting for something to happen. When I stepped into the living room, I saw Evelyn sitting on the couch. Her face was pale and drawn, looking sickly, as usual. She was sitting there, hands clasped tightly together, looking as if she might collapse at any moment. It was the same act she had been pulling for days now, and honestly, it was starting to make me sick.Clara was standing next to her, arms crossed, that smug expression still plas