All Chapters of Wife's Second Chance : Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

Eric's POV The atmosphere around was quite calm, but my heart was still filled with anxiety. I couldn't take my mind off what was happening inside.While waiting, I observed the activity around me. Several nurses and doctors passed by, busy with their tasks. The beeping of medical equipment and hurried footsteps made me increasingly restless. Although I knew the medical team was doing their best for Serena, the worry still haunted my thoughts.I thought about how significant this action was for her. With my blood donation, I hoped to provide hope and strength. Each second felt like hours, and I couldn't wait for the transfusion process to finish. In my heart, I kept praying for everything to go smoothly and for Serena to recover soon.Footsteps echoed from the end of the corridor, getting closer. Lina and I, who were sitting, were startled, especially when Lina nudged my arm to get my attention. I was taken aback to see Malisa arriving. I remembered t

Eric's POV I could no longer hold back the emotions that finally spilled over. It felt like Roby made me utterly sick. Returning home with defeat on my shoulders, Malisa greeted me with a scornful look. Now, it felt like Roby was spitting in my face, igniting the fire I had to confront.He looked shocked when he received a punch he didn't see coming. In an instant, all the pent-up frustration and anger burst out. I was surprised by my sudden courage, as if some other force was moving me.However, it wasn't long before Roby recovered from his shock. His anger surged, and in a flash, he retaliated. The punch hit my cheek, and the pain struck me harder than I expected.As the pain spread across my face, I realized how quickly the situation had turned chaotic. What should have been an emotional conversation had ended in violence. In that confusion, I felt a mix of anger and fear.Now, amidst this conflict, I had to think about my next move. Would

Eric's POV I kept thinking about that because I felt threatened. Next, the second was about Malisa and Serena. Yes, Serena was still in Malisa's hands. I wondered if Serena and Malisa might be starting to have a good relationship now. Especially since Serena had not tried to contact me. Anxiety gnawed at my heart, imagining them spending time together, sharing stories, while I remained isolated here. Or perhaps Serena is still weak and hasn't regained consciousness until now. I keep trying to convince myself that maybe she just needs time to recover. However, this uncertainty is torturous. Every passing second makes me more anxious. I don’t know what might be happening right now, and that makes me feel increasingly helpless.These muddled thoughts aren’t good. I try to think positively, but the shadows of worry continue to haunt me. Have I failed to protect Serena? Was my decision to get involved in this plan the right one? All these questions spin endle

Eric's POV I wanted to explain, but the words seemed to freeze. Malisa had every right to be angry; we were all connected in this tragedy. However, in a situation like this, all I could do was stand there, trying to process everything happening. I wanted to reach for Lina’s hand, hoping we could support each other, but everything felt so distant.In the crowd, I tried to find a way to ease the situation. "Malisa, we didn’t know…," I said softly, but my voice was nearly drowned out by her cries.The deep pain hung between us, and I knew we had to find a way out of this darkness. Suddenly, Malisa forcefully grabbed my collar, shaking me while shouting, "Bring my child back!" Her voice was full of anguish and anger, trapping me in a situation that was becoming increasingly tense.“Calm down, Malisa! What’s going on?” I asked, trying to find the right words amid the chaos. But every passing second felt heavier. The crowd around us only increased my a

Eric's POV The question heightened the tension in the atmosphere. I could see Lina momentarily stunned, as if trying to recall every detail of that very difficult moment. When she lifted her face, I could sense the uncertainty within her.I felt exhilarated to be in this moment. Honestly, this was the moment I had been waiting for. Finally, I was in a position of control to speak at length and explain everything that was on my mind. Soon, Malisa would surely be shattered in front of many people; her image would deteriorate further. It was even possible that Malisa could become a suspect in Serena's death.That thought sent a rush of energy through my body. With every passing second, I became more confident that my plan would come to fruition. If all this happened, all control of the company would automatically be handed over to me as the sole heir after Serena's departure.I imagined how my position would change. No more shadow of Malisa blocking my w