Chapter 115
Chapter 115:
A doctor arrived quickly, wasting no time as he conducted a thorough examination of Helena.
According to him, the bruises and cuts covering her body weren’t severe. The only issue was a mild concussion.
What troubled the doctor more, however, was her fragile emotional state. He gave his recommendation without hesitation. “If she has a regular psychiatrist, it’s best to bring them in right away p>
Alden barely registered the rest of what the doctor said. A tight pressure was building in his chest, crowding out everything else.
From the edge of his vision, he caught movement—Helena was shifting, trying to rise from the bed.
Without thinking, he rushed over. “Where are you going p>
She avoided his eyes completely, her voice soft and distant. “I want to see my father p>
Without a moment’s pause, she yanked the IV needle from her hand.
The instant her feet hit the floor, the entire room tilted.
Alden’s frustration burst out. “Is this really how you want your father to see you? Pushing yourself to the edge p>
He caught her just in time, one arm wrapped securely around her waist as he eased her back into bed.
Not a word came from her lips. Though her eyes glistened with tears, not a single one fell.
Her silence was unnerving, as if she’d finally given up.
Helena’s demeanor said more than any diagnosis could—her mind was clearly fraying at the edges.
Trying to stay calm, Alden said gently, “Once you’ve recovered a little, you’ll be able to visit him p>
Instead of answering, Helena reached for his hand. The blood trailing from her hand stained his sleeve, the crimson stark against the pale fabric.
Alden caught her wrist gently, avoiding putting pressure on it.
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A firm yet quiet command followed: “Let go p>
Barely above a whisper, Helena asked, “When did you move my father p>
“The day you vanished,” Alden replied, guilt flickering across his features. He should have told Helena sooner. The day he’d noticed someone had visited Helena at home and had likely threatened her, his immediate instinct had been to relocate Albert for his protection. What he hadn’t anticipated was that Helena would be abducted.
As if a weight had finally settled into place, Helena exhaled slowly. She withdrew her hand, and a nurse stepped in to reinsert her IV.
Watching the exchange closely, the doctor leaned toward Alden and murmured a recommendation—his presence was agitating Helena. It would be best if he stepped outside and let her rest. Staying behind would do nothing to help her recovery.
This hospital belonged to Dorian.
Not long after Helena was brought in, Dorian arrived, with Valeria trailing closely behind.
The second Alden exited Helena’s room, Valeria stormed toward him, anger radiating from every step.
“I defended you, even believed in you. And this is how you protect her?” Tears had puffed up her eyes, and the skin beneath them was raw from crying. During the two agonizing days Helena was missing, Alden had made a call to her to keep it secret—no police reports, no searching.
Alden didn’t argue now. He let Valeria shout, standing there without a single shift in his expression. Her rage only grew hotter.
“I’m taking her with me. If she stays here, she’ll fall apart all over again p>
Alden replied, each word weighted, “She’s not leaving. No one’s taking her from me again p>
Before the confrontation could spiral further, Dorian stepped in and quickly restrained Valeria. She reacted on instinct, slamming her forehead into his chest with a frustrated headbutt.
Dorian winced but refused to let go.
Through clenched teeth, Alden muttered, “It was the Simpson family who took Helena. Never thought they’d go that far—turning on their own like that p>
Deep down, Alden knew Helena still carried a flicker of feeling for Emily. He couldn’t bring himself to shatter what little warmth she still held for her family. That was the only reason he hadn’t gone after Emily with everything he had.
Before tensions could rise again, Helena’s attending doctor entered the room. “I’ll need everyone to cooperate and keep the noise down. She needs uninterrupted rest p>
Valeria turned toward the young man and did a double take. Recognition flickered in her eyes.
“Atticus? You’re the one treating Helena p>
It took a few seconds for Atticus Lopez to place her. After blinking in surprise, he gave a slow nod.
Valeria stepped closer and gestured for him to speak privately, clearly eager to discuss Helena’s condition away from prying ears.
Dorian watched them retreat, taking a few hesitant steps to follow—but his concern for Alden kept him rooted.
Pivoting back, Dorian patted a hand on Alden’s shoulder, his tone uncharacteristically serious.
“Be honest with me—do you regret marrying her now p>