All Chapters of The General's Ex-Wife's Regret: Chapter 81
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Chapter 81
Sophia never left Carl’s side. The doctors managed to save him—barely—but danger still clung to him like a shadow.“Miss, you can go home now. Don’t worry. We’re Carl’s men. We won’t let anything happen to him,” Nicholson said gently.Carl’s men had rushed to the hotel the moment they heard what happened. Good thing they hadn’t gone back to the Arctic Region yet, so they made it in time.Red was the one who tipped them off. If they had arrived even a minute later, they were certain Carl wouldn’t have survived.But Sophia didn’t even blink at Nicholson’s words. She stayed glued to the chair beside Carl’s bed, refusing to waver. She wasn’t going anywhere—not until Carl opened his eyes and saw her first.Carl had once risked his life for her.Giving a little of her time was nothing in comparison.“The doctor said they’re unsure when he’ll wake up,” Nicholson added. “But he’s stable now. His body is healing faster than expected.”“That’s not what they told me,” Sophia whispered, her voice
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By the time Sophia returned to the hospital, she found Carl already sitting up on his bed. They had moved him to a new room.“Carl!”Sophia rushed toward him and wrapped her arms around him. Carl winced when she suddenly clung to him.“You scared me!” Sophia said, her voice trembling, eyes glossy with tears.Carl grunted softly. He sighed and gently rubbed her back.“I’m okay. I’ll live.”Sophia pulled away and examined him closely.“How do you feel? What did the doctor say? When did you wake up?”Carl gave her a small smile. “Relax, Sophia. I’m fine now. The doctors said I can go home later.”Sophia rolled her eyes. “No! You’re still in pain whenever I even touch you.”To prove her point, she poked Carl lightly in the chest—just a tiny poke. But Carl instantly flinched.“See? You’re not okay. But don’t worry, I brought medicine.”She reached into her pocket and took out a small pill.“Here. It’s Theravox.”Carl froze as his gaze dropped to the pill resting in Sophia’s palm.He took i
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Jasmine felt her entire world collapse the moment she saw her grandfather fall forward during dinner. One second he was talking, the next he was vomiting and losing consciousness right in front of her.They rushed him to the nearest hospital.“Please! Do everything! Check my grandfather!” Jasmine cried, her voice trembling with panic.The doctors immediately surrounded Jose Garcia, running test after test. But no matter what they did, nothing made sense.“Miss Garcia,” one doctor said softly, “we’ve already performed multiple examinations. His vitals are unstable, but everything else is normal. No infection, no internal bleeding, no neurological issues. The only irregularity is his fluctuating temperature—but all his scans are negative.”“How could everything be normal?!” Jasmine snapped, tears spilling over. “He can’t even wake up!”Ophelia glared at the medical team, her voice sharp as a blade. “Then you’re all useless! How can none of you see what’s wrong with him?! You call yours
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“A conman?! How dare you?! Who even is this man?!” Richard barked.Ophelia shot Carl a furious glare. “Carl! Enough! If you can’t be useful, then stay quiet!”Tony’s eyes narrowed.“What? You can’t help, so you’re trying to ruin my friend? Still trying to impress Jasmine, is that it?”Carl only stared at him, cold and unflinching.“What I’m saying,” Carl replied firmly, “is that you don’t play with a man's life. Giving a wrong diagnosis—one that every actual doctor here disagrees with—will kill him.”“Huh?! And who are you to question me? Don’t you know who I am? My master is Dr. Lucas Armstrong! I am his apprentice! I know exactly what I’m doing!” Richard shot back, puffing his chest.Ophelia stepped in between them, her eyes blazing. She pointed a finger at Carl.“Can you just stop, Carl?! For once! Stop meddling in our family! You’re not part of us anymore! And do you really think Jasmine will ever like you again after all this? You’re mistaken!”She turned sharply to Jasmine.“Jas
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“A conman?! How dare you?!” Tony snapped. “Where’s your proof?!”Ophelia shook her head hard, refusing to entertain even the slightest possibility that Carl might be telling the truth.“Carl! They’ve helped us so far! And you? Nothing!” she spat. “So stop accusing them!”Carl let out a low, humorless smirk. He truly couldn’t believe that after everything, her mindset was still exactly the same.“I really can’t believe how little you think of me,” Carl said quietly. “But fine. If that’s what you believe… If you think they can help you more, then do whatever you want. But remember this, Ophelia— I will never let you put Grandfather or Jasmine in danger again.”And with that, he turned and walked out of the room.He had already stabilized Jose, and he had no energy left for pointless shouting matches. His priority now was recovering the Mirava petal and preparing the real medicine. He stepped back into the hallway just as his phone vibrated.Sophia.He immediately answered.“Sophia.”“Ca
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The room finally settled into a heavy, aching silence once the three had walked out. Even the machines seemed to quiet down, their soft beeping fading into the background like they understood Jasmine needed a moment to breathe.Jose had woken up briefly—long enough to squeeze her hand, long enough to whisper her name in a rasp so faint it almost didn’t reach her. Then he drifted back to sleep, the exhaustion pulling him under.Jasmine sat alone on the couch, elbows resting on her knees, trying to hold herself together. Everything inside her felt twisted—anger, fear, guilt, confusion. And under all of that… a quiet, stubborn truth she didn’t want to acknowledge.Carl helped them again.He saved her grandfather again.And what did her mother do?Nothing but spit venom at him. Humiliate him. Push him away like he was a disease.Jasmine let out a long, tired sigh and rubbed her temples. She was getting exhausted. Drained. It felt like every time Carl tried to help, someone in her family m
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James’ shoulders straightened the moment he saw Ophelia and Jasmine storm into the bar. Confidence washed over him—like he’d suddenly grown a spine simply because his “rescue team” had arrived.He scrambled to his feet, brushing dust off his jeans, and practically jogged toward them.“Mom! Jasmine! I—uh—I can explain—”But Ophelia didn’t even look at him at first. Her eyes locked straight onto the woman in red, her anger flaring like a match tossed into gasoline.“What kind of woman are you?!” Ophelia barked, marching right up to her. “Why are you doing this to my son?! He didn’t do anything wrong! You—”“Mom!” Jasmine hissed, grabbing her arm to pull her back before she said something suicidal. “Please, calm down!”Ophelia ignored her, still glaring at the woman as if she could win this with pure attitude alone.Meanwhile, the red-dressed woman arched a brow, utterly unfazed. The entire security team tensed, ready in case Ophelia’s mouth triggered an early funeral.Jasmine stepped f
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Jasmine’s breath caught in her throat when she finally saw who stepped through the broken line of people.Carl.‘What was he doing here?’He was already wearing a casual clothes. But she still can see the bondage on his neck. She become more curious of what happened to him now. The crowd instinctively parted for him, as if the very air around him demanded it. He walked with that familiar calm swagger—hands in his pockets, expression bored, as though he’d simply wandered into the bar to check the menu and not to stop a violent arm-collecting transaction.But the moment people realized what he just did, panic broke out.Whispers spread like wildfire.“Is he insane?! Why did he threw the bottle?!” “He’ll die for real!” Even Vanessa’s smirk faltered for half a second.Carl didn’t bother looking at anyone else. His eyes were fixed solely on Jasmine—sharp, unreadable, but undeniably focused. He glanced at James being held by Vanessa’s men, then at Ophelia’s trembling form, then finall
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Ophelia and James were already inside the car when Jasmine suddenly stopped. She took one last look at the bar. Carl still hadn’t come out—not even after everything that happened.“You two go ahead to the hospital. I still have something to do,” Jasmine said firmly.“What? But you should—”Ophelia didn’t even finish her sentence. Jasmine had already shut the door.With a deep breath, Jasmine headed back into the bar to find Carl.The place was a disaster zone.The guys Carl had fought earlier were gone, but shattered glass still glittered across the floor, and tables and chairs lay broken like fallen soldiers of a furniture war.She scanned the room—and finally spotted him at the far corner.Carl sat on a barstool, quietly sipping his drink as if he hadn’t just caused chaos worthy of a police report.Jasmine walked toward him.“Carl.”Carl turned, surprised to see her. “Jasmine. I thought you already left.”Jasmine took the seat beside him. “What about you? Why are you still here? Are
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Victor and Carl glared at each other, neither willing to break eye contact.Jasmine wanted to intervene. God knows she didn’t want Carl getting hurt, but her feet felt glued to the floor. She held her breath, waiting for the next spark to ignite the explosion.“Do you really want to do this again?” Carl asked, voice low and steady.Victor smirked. “Of course. What you did here deserves no forgiveness.”Carl clenched his fists, each knuckle cracking like tiny firecrackers in the heavy silence.Victor’s men tightened their grips on their knives.Everyone braced themselves.A fight was seconds away.Then—The door slammed open again. A group of men entered with sharp, synchronized steps.“What is happening here?” a deep, authoritative voice filled the room.All heads snapped toward the newcomer.Victor stiffened the instant he recognized who it was.He rushed forward and bowed. His men followed, bowing so fast they nearly tripped over each other.“Welcome back, Master!” Victor greeted.B