The Princess and the Pauper (Arabella)

Chapter 2037

"It hurts." Serena's voice came out through clenched teeth, the pain so intense it was nearly

unbearable, "Martin, it hurts so much."

"Don't be afraid. I'm here." Martin quickly took her hands, and raised his gaze to Dr. Leona, "What's

going on? Why is she in so much pain all of a sudden?"

"Sir, the report shows that her levels are way off the charts. I can't be sure what's causing it. I

recommend taking her to the hospital for a comprehensive evaluation."

Seeing tears streaming down Serena's face as she writhed in pain, Martin didn't hesitate. He scooped

her up in his arms, "Get the car ready. We're heading to the hospital."

On the way, Serena coughed up blood, shocking Martin to his core. He shouted at the driver to step on

it.

They reached Hope Hospital in no time, with Martin sprinting towards the emergency room, carrying

Serena in his arms.

Serena had gone into a coma; as the ER doctors took one look at her, they had her rushed into the

ICU.

There were various medical instruments inside, which could constantly monitor vital signs to tell each

parameter symbolized normality or not. Martin stepped back, utterly perplexed till now about what had

happened.

He had only just fed Serena dinner and taken her for a walk along the estate's garden paths. How

could she have fallen so ill, vomiting blood no less? Could the food have been tampered with?

With this troubling thought, Martin called his staff, ordering a thorough inspection of the evening's Content is © by NôvelDrama.Org.

ingredients. He also commanded all servants to remain on the premises. If someone had poisoned

Serena, they wouldn't get away with it.

Martin sat outside the ICU, his mind dragging him back to the night he had brought Serena home from

the Collins family. She had been in critical condition then too, and he had spent an agonizing night on a

bench, just like this.

Feeling utterly drained, he suddenly became aware of a disapproving gaze upon him. Lifting his eyes,

he was met with the stern look of his father, Ansel Cooper.

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Martin spotted his father sitting on a nearby bench, his sister

alongside him, and two bodyguards stationed outside another ICU room.

A sense of foreboding washed over him. He had been so focused on following Serena's gurney into the

ICU that he hadn't even noticed his own family in the corridor.

"What's going on?" Martin glanced at his father and sister, but neither responded.

He turned his attention to the bodyguards. One of them spoke up, "Mrs. Cooper saw the news about

your wedding announcement. It set off her heart condition. She's in the ICU now."

Before Martin could even process this information, Ansel stood up and slapped him across the face.

Martin, seeing his sister in such distress, bore the brunt of her anger quietly, asking with genuine

concern after a while, "What did the doctors say?"

Diana pushed him away, "Just go. You're only making Mom worse. She doesn't want to see you right

now!"

"You don't deserve to be a Cooper; get lost!" Ansel fumed, "Get out of my sight!" Updated at

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