Semua Bab Betrayed but Married to a Disabled Billionaire : Bab 41 - Bab 45

The night air carried with it the scent of damp earth and rain-soaked leaves. Upstairs, the room on the second floor seemed to absorb the gloom of the weather—its lights dimmed to a somber glow. The mingled smell of balm and rubbing alcohol hung gently in the air, a soft reminder of how fragile the human body could be.Arabella lay weak beneath the blanket. Her body shivered despite the layers wrapped tightly around her. Cold sweat traced down her temples, leaving wet trails across a face as pale as the sky before a storm. Her breaths came short and heavy, like her body was fighting to stay tethered to life.By the edge of the bed, Harry sat rigid and silent. He didn’t speak, only watched her face as if trying to memorize every line, every subtle twitch that might signal a change. In his hand, a damp towel—he gently dabbed her forehead with it, movements slow and cautious, like he was afraid he might hurt her.The door creaked open, and light from the hallway seeped into the room. Dr.

The morning sky was painted in muted gray as Arabella stepped into the boutique where she worked. She let out a deep breath, bracing herself. It had been a week since she recovered from a serious illness, and today was her first day back on duty.The clothes racks were perfectly aligned, the air thick with the scent of luxury perfume and fresh fabric. The boutique was elegant, exclusive, and harbored tensions invisible to the customers.“Well, look who just rose from the grave,” came a shrill voice from behind the cashier counter.Arabella didn’t need to look. That had to be Mira—her ever-annoying coworker.“I heard you were sick. But honestly? Didn’t seem physical. More like... heartbreak?” another colleague chimed in with a fake, sugary smile.Arabella offered a faint smile, hanging her coat on the back hook before quietly straightening a rack. “Good morning to you too,” she replied calmly.Mira and the others exchanged glances before giggling under their breaths, as if Arabella was

“What do you mean, Doctor? Poison?”Arabella’s voice trembled, rising almost into a shout as the words flew from her lips. Her eyes widened, locked onto the stern-faced middle-aged doctor standing in the hospital’s consultation room.“We detected a harmful substance in Mr. Edwin’s bloodstream. We can’t identify it yet, but the toxicology team is running further tests,” the doctor explained calmly.Luna shut her eyes tightly, her left hand gripping the edge of her shawl. Helena stood stiffly in the corner, arms folded, jaw clenched.Arabella turned to face them, her breath uneven. “So... Dad was poisoned? This wasn’t just a regular heart attack?”“The heart attack may have been triggered by the substance,” the doctor replied cautiously. “We’ll need to wait for the full results. In the meantime, we advise the family to remain alert.”As soon as the doctor exited, a tense silence took over the room. Arabella stood still for a moment, then turned sharply toward Luna.“Was it you?”Her acc