Chapter 199: The infamous devil

The room was quiet again, save for the low hum of machines and the rhythmic drip of the IV. Serena lay propped up against a cluster of pillows, her gaze lingering on the closed door.

The echo of her brother’s voice—sharp and protective—still rang faintly in her mind, but what lingered most was the weight of exhaustion pressing on her chest.

Then, softly, the door opened again, and Dominic stepped