Chapter 1188

Suddenly, the door opened from the outside. Lucian, his blood burning with unvented anger, turned to scold the intruder, but the specialists' anxious faces stopped him.

“Hurry! Ms. Jarvis’ brainwaves show signs of waking!”

The room fell silent, then Archie reacted first. He tugged Roxanne’s hand, crying, “Mommy! Mommy, wake up!” Benny followed suit. Estella, initially frozen beside Lucian, frantically wiped her tears and hugged Roxanne’s arm. “Ms. Jarvis…” she called, then, as if echoing the boys, her voice softened, “Mommy… Wake up, please…”

The ward filled with the children’s cries. Lucian’s eyes trembled at Estella’s change in address, but he remained silent, watching Roxanne. Perhaps she would wake; the specialists said so. Though she’d been unconscious only half a day, it felt like an eternity. He realized, then, how important she was to him. “Roxanne, wake up, please,” he murmured softly.

A specialist exclaimed, “Her eyes are moving! Ms. Jarvis’ eyes are moving!” The children cried out again. “Mommy… Mommy…”

Meanwhile, Roxanne felt trapped in a dream. Initially, it was dark, silent, and her calls for help went unanswered. Then, she heard murmuring, faint at first, until the word “Mommy” vibrated against her eardrums. She recognized Archie and Benny’s voices. They're here to save me! I have to wake up!

Roxanne struggled to open her eyes, but exhaustion set in. Helplessly, she scanned the darkness, her heart aching for the boys. I'm sorry, Archie and Benny. I want to wake up, but… I can't.

Then, a sweet voice, gentle as a whisper, reached her. Light flooded her vision. It was the voice of the child she believed lost—the child she’d constantly thought of. “Mommy, stop sleeping!”

A little girl, in a pretty skirt, appeared, her face blurry but her crying evident. She took Roxanne’s hand, leading her through the darkness toward a glowing door. The girl gently pushed Roxanne, urging her forward, but Roxanne hesitated. She had finally seen the child and couldn't bear to leave her.