Chapter 286

That night, Layla woke up in the middle of her sleep, drenched in a cold sweat. She suddenly sat up, staring at the empty pillow beside her, as if fear was seeping into her very soul. Every car that passed by the window made her nerves uneasy. She endured the torment until dawn. The next day, Layla returned to the hospital. As she walked down the corridor, two nurses passed by, speaking in hushed tones about James’s condition. "I heard Dr. Cheng say that Mr. Smith’s medication is working — really well, actually." "Really? That’s such a relief. Now we can all breathe a little easier." There was a flicker of fear in Layla’s eyes. Even the nurses were saying it — could it really be true? Was there actually a chance that James might wake up? Layla sat beside James’s bed, her anxiety growing as she looked at his motionless face. By the window, Ruby stood like a silent spectator, her gaze fixed on Layla with icy contempt. She was waiting—waiting for Layla to crumble under the weight of her f