Semua Bab He Chose Her, Then Lost Me Forever: Bab 1 - Bab 9

The hospital smelled of antiseptic.Cold.Silent.Lifeless.Anna Reed sat in front of the doctor, her fingers tightly gripping the edge of her chair.Her palms were sweating.Something felt wrong.Very wrong.The doctor’s expression had changed the moment he looked at her scan results.That expression terrified her.It was the kind of face doctors made when they didn’t know how to say something terrible.Anna forced herself to speak.“Doctor…”Her voice shook.“Please tell me what’s wrong.”The doctor sighed.He removed his glasses slowly and placed them on the desk.Then he looked straight at her.“Mrs. Reed… I’m sorry.”Anna’s heartbeat stopped.Three words.Just three words.But they shattered something inside her.The doctor slid the scan results toward her.“There’s a tumor in your brain.”Anna stared at him.Her lips parted.But no sound came out.The doctor continued.“It’s malignant.”Her breathing became uneven.No.No.This had to be a mistake.Her voice came out as a whispe

Darkness.Heavy darkness.Anna felt like she was sinking.Her body felt cold.Weak.Numb.Voices floated around her.Distant.Blurred.She struggled to open her eyes.Everything felt heavy.Very heavy.Then slowly…Light entered her vision.White ceiling.Bright lights.The sharp smell of medicine.Hospital.Anna blinked slowly.Confusion filled her mind.Where was she?Then memory crashed into her.Noah.Clara.The fight.Blood.Pain.Her breathing became uneven.She tried to sit up.A sharp pain shot through her head.She winced.“Easy.”A familiar voice stopped her.Anna turned weakly.Mia sat beside the hospital bed.Her eyes were swollen.Red.She had clearly been crying.The moment Mia saw Anna awake, tears filled her eyes.“Oh thank God.”Mia quickly stood.She rushed to Anna’s side.“You scared me.”Anna’s throat felt dry.“What happened?”Her voice was barely a whisper.Mia’s face tightened.“You collapsed.”Anna went silent.Mia continued.“A house worker found you unconscio

The hospital room remained silent.Heavy.Painful.Noah stood motionless.Anna’s final words kept echoing in his head.I needed you yesterday.But you chose Clara.Again.And again.And again.The words felt like knives.Sharp.Cold.Merciless.Noah stared at Anna.She had turned away from him.Her face was calm.Too calm.Her eyes were closed.She looked exhausted.Fragile.Small.For the first time in years, Noah truly saw her.Not as the woman who always waited for him.Not as the wife who always forgave him.Not as the woman who would always remain beside him.He saw someone breaking.Slowly.Silently.And he realized something terrifying.He might lose her.For real.Noah’s chest tightened.He lowered his voice.“Anna.”No response.His jaw tightened.“Look at me.”Still nothing.Anna remained silent.Cold.Distant.Mia folded her arms.“She told you to leave.”Noah ignored her.His eyes stayed on Anna.“Anna.”This time his voice softened.Very slightly.“I’m here now.”Anna slo

The private hospital corridor turned dead silent.Noah stood anchored to the floor, his eyes locked onto the faded blue ink at the bottom of the three-year-old consent form.Clara Hayes.The signature was neat. Elegant. Unmistakable.A suffocating, icy horror clawed its way up Noah’s throat, choking the air right out of his lungs. The white envelope shook violently in his grip as the pieces of a twisted, monstrous puzzle slammed together in his head.Three years ago...Three years ago, Anna had been in a minor fender-bender on her way home from the grocery store. Noah remembered that night. He had been out of the country on a major acquisition trip–and Clara had been on the same business flight, claiming she was dealing with a sudden family crisis.When Anna called him from the emergency room back then, scared and bruised, Noah had dismissed it as a minor scrape. He had told Clara about it over dinner, and Clara had sweetly volunteered to contact her personal acquaintance at the hospi

The rain in the mountains didn’t roar like the city storms; it fell in a soft, continuous sigh against the tall pine trees surrounding the lake cottage.For the past four days, Anna’s world had shrunk to the simple rhythm of this wooden room. There were no ringing phones, no cold marble corridors, and no lingering perfume that wasn't hers. Julian checked her temperature twice a day, cooked quiet meals, and left her alone when the sudden, brutal waves of fatigue forced her to sleep.For the first time in seven years, her mind wasn't racing with thoughts of what Noah needed, what Clara had said, or what mistake she had made to deserve his coldness.Sitting on the porch wrapped in a thick wool blanket, Anna watched the fog roll over the dark green water. Her hands were still pale, and the dull, burning pressure behind her left eye had become a permanent guest, but her heart felt light."You're smiling," Julian said, stepping out onto the porch with two steaming mugs of spiced cider. He s