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    A cold, wild fury burned inside him. Maia was meant to be his. If he couldn’t have her, no one would. And if he couldn’t possess her, he would destroy her.


    Seeing Vince’s silent defiance, Gavin’s anger boiled over.


    “Your grandfather nearly died from shock! He fainted and hasn’t woken up since! You better pray he doesn’t suffer any further consequences, or you’ll pay the price!”


    He paused, his voice now stern and final. “We’ll clean up your mess online, but from now on, you’re confined to this house. Reflect on what you’ve done.”


    The next morning, Rosanna opened her eyes to a world that felt as cold and sterile as the hospital room surrounding her.


    Under the harsh re of the hospital lights, she found herself lying in a sterile bed, the air thick with the smell of disinfectant. Her gaze drifted aimlessly toward the ceiling, unfocused, as if she were searching for meaning in the void, desperately trying to find something that simply wasn’t there.


    The blow from the previous night had drained all the life from her, leaving her feeling empty. She couldn’t bear to look at her phone, afraid of what it might hold — news of the ruined engagement party that would undoubtedly break her already fragile heart.


    Sandra sat quietly by her side, her hand gently holding Rosanna’s, her eyes filled with concern.


    “Rosanna,” Sandra’s voice was soft, soothing, like a balm to a wound. “Your health is the most important thing right now. You need to focus on taking care of yourself first.”


    Tears welled up in Rosanna’s eyes, silently spilling down her cheeks. She turned toward Sandra, her voice barely a whisper as she asked, “Mom… is our family finished?”


    The events of the previous night had shattered Rosanna’s dreams of a fairy-tale wedding into an alliance with an influential family. Now, her only support was the Morgan family. If the Morgans were to copse, Rosanna’s situation would be dire.


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    Seeing her daughter’s ongoing concern for their family’s stability, Sandra felt a deeper stab of sympathy. She reassured Rosanna, shaking her head as she said, “This time, Vince is the one who let you down. To fix this, the Ward family will invest in ours to help us weather the storm. We won’t be finished, my dear. Don’t worry.”


    Hearing this, Rosanna let out a small sigh of relief. Tearing up, she bit her lower lip and asked, “So, is everything really over between Vince and me?”


    “Our families arranged your engagement with Vince a long time ago,” Sandra responded gently but firmly. “Despite his current behavior, he’lle to realize your value and return to you.”


    Hope flickered in Rosanna’s eyes as she gripped the bed sheets tighter, a quiet optimism beginning to grow within her. “Really?”


    Sandra stroked her hand and said softly, “Absolutely, it’s true. Try not to worry too much. Things will get better.”


    After finishing her words, she nced at the lunchbox by the hospital bed and said, “The food’s gone cold. I’ll heat it up for you. You’ve been unconscious for so long, you should eat something now that you’re awake.”


    Rosanna nodded, her face showing signs of recovery.


    Sandra then left, quietly closing the hospital room door behind her. Still, the sound of voices from outside trickled in.


    Three intern nurses were just outside, chatting about the events they had witnessed.


    “Did you hear about Rosanna? She was dumped by her fiancé at their engagement party and ended up here.”


    “Yeah, I saw the whole thing livest night. Her fans went after Maia harshly, and now Maia’s suing them with the trial set to begin soon.”


    “The fans really lost it, spreading lies and attacking Maia online. Zenith Legal has already filed thewsuits.”


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