Lahat ng Kabanata ng My Comatose Husband Please Wake up!: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

I stared at the divorce papers on the table, the words blurring as tears pooled in my eyes. My hand trembled as I held the pen, my mind screaming for me to stop, to question Adrian one last time. But I knew it wouldn’t matter. His cold, detached expression was all the answer I’d ever get.“Sign it,” Adrian said, his voice sharp, cutting through the silence like a blade.I searched his face for something—anything—that would tell me this was a cruel joke. But he avoided my gaze, his eyes fixed on the floor. That small, cowardly act only broke me further. I clutched the pen tighter, my nails digging into my palm as I forced myself to write my name. Each stroke felt like a dagger slicing through my soul.Clara laughed, the sound grating on my already raw nerves. “Finally,” she sneered. “Now you can stop pretending you’re something you’re not, Lana. The pity act was getting old.”I wanted to scream at her, to claw at that smug smile on her face, but the words wouldn’t come. My throat burne

Adrian paced the living room, his face a storm of fury. Every step echoed through the spacious house, his frustration palpable. His mother, Evelyn, sat on the couch, her expression calm but tinged with concern. She watched him, her hands clasped neatly in her lap."Adrian, please, try to understand," Evelyn began, her voice soft, almost pleading."Understand what, Mother?" Adrian snapped, turning to face her. His voice was sharp, cutting through the room like a whip. "That you don’t care about me? That my happiness means nothing to you as long as you get what you want?"Evelyn flinched slightly at his tone but maintained her composure. "You’re overreacting," she said gently. "This arrangement is for your benefit too—""For my benefit?" Adrian interrupted, his anger boiling over. "Don't insult me by pretending this is about me! It's about you and the benefits you’ll gain from Clara’s family. That’s all you care about!"Evelyn sighed, her patience visibly thinning. "Adrian, you’re my so

Lana's POV I woke up to the same dull ache in my head and an unsettling heaviness in my chest. Every part of my body felt sluggish, like I hadn’t rested at all. Sitting up was an effort; the moment I moved, the room spun slightly, and I had to close my eyes to steady myself. It had been three days since I broke things off with Adrian, but the pain still felt fresh. No matter how much I tried to push it away, it lingered like a shadow.“Lana, are you up?” Sophia’s voice carried from the kitchen.“Yeah,” I called back, trying to sound normal. My voice betrayed me, coming out weaker than I intended.Sophia stepped into the room moments later, holding a steaming cup of tea. She paused when she saw me. Her brows furrowed as she scanned me from head to toe. “You don’t look so good,” she said bluntly, placing the cup on the table.“I’m fine,” I lied, avoiding her gaze. “Probably just tired.”Sophia crossed her arms, unimpressed. “You’ve been ‘tired’ for days. What’s really going on? Are you

The news spread like wildfire through the Knights' household: the Sebastian family was arriving from Eldenburgh. The wealthy family from the prosperous city was well-known for their influence and power. Vivian Knight could hardly contain her excitement. For her, this was an opportunity too important to pass up. The Sebastians represented everything the Knights could aspire to—status, wealth, and an alliance that would cement their place at the top of the social ladder. And the best way to secure that alliance, in her mind, was a marriage between Adrian and Clara.Vivian paced around the living room, the soft tapping of her heels echoing as she made her plans. The Sebastians' arrival couldn’t have come at a better time. Adrian’s stubbornness was one obstacle, but if he could be persuaded to marry Clara, everything would fall into place. She was certain of it. Adrian was her son, after all, and she knew him better than anyone. His reluctance to accept what was best for the family was fr

Vivian was determined to move things along. She decided that a grand dinner to officially welcome the Sebastians to the city would be the perfect opportunity to push Adrian and Clara’s engagement forward. The invitations were sent out, the venue lavishly prepared, and the guest list meticulously crafted to include people who mattered. Everything was set to impress the Sebastians and pressure Adrian into compliance.Clara arrived early to help Vivian with the final arrangements. As they worked, Clara sighed, her frustration evident. "He barely talks to me anymore," she said, her voice low. "It's like he’s avoiding me on purpose."Vivian gave her a sympathetic look. "Men can be stubborn, especially Adrian. But don’t worry, my dear. We’ll figure this out."Clara hesitated for a moment before speaking again. "I’ve tried everything—being patient, being kind, even giving him space—but nothing works. I’m starting to think he’ll never come around."Vivian’s expression hardened. "Adrian needs