Chapter 193

Tyrone nodded and walked over to the hospital bed. “If you feel any discomfort, just let me know.”

Serena’s eyes were rimmed with red as she looked up at him, her voice tinged with accusation. “Why did you only come now? Do you not care if I live or die anymore?”

Seeing Serena so agitated, Tyrone spoke in a low, steady voice, trying to calm her. “Settle down. You’re in a hospital—there are doctors here. Me being here doesn’t really change anything.”

Serena glared at Alicia.

Alicia’s hand froze mid-bite, a piece of toasted bread halfway to her mouth. Instinctively, she hid it behind her back.

But then she paused, feeling a bit ridiculous. Why should she feel guilty? She was Tyrone’s wife, after all—even if it was just on paper.

“Was it her? Did she deliberately stall you? Didn’t let you come see me?” Serena’s voice rose, her words frantic. “Tyrone, you promised me. You said you’d take care of me.” Her agitation peaked—she yanked out her IV line, blood staining the crisp white sheets in a sudden, alarming smear.

Alicia realized then just how serious Serena’s condition was. Bipolar disorder was one of the most dangerous mental illnesses, wasn’t it?

A sharp pang of regret hit her. Maybe she shouldn’t have played her little tricks to delay Tyrone, knowing it might push Serena over the edge.

She lowered her head in guilt, staying quiet.

“This has nothing to do with her,” Tyrone said firmly, stepping in front of Alicia to shield her from Serena’s glare. “If you can’t get your emotions under control, I’ll arrange for you to go back to the clinic tomorrow.”

He frowned. He’d only agreed to Serena’s release after both she and the clinic staff had assured him her condition was stable. Clearly, things were still far from fine.

Serena stiffened, her outburst fading instantly.

She couldn’t go back to the clinic. If she did, Alicia—the sly little vixen—would have Tyrone all to herself.

“I’ll be fine, I promise,” Serena said quickly, forcing herself to sound calmer. “Tyrone, I’m scared... I still get scared. This is a hospital—can’t you stay with me tonight? What if they come back to hurt me?” She clung desperately to his wrist.

So she was still trying to keep him here.

Rich Radiant and Over Him (Alicia and Vincent)

Chapter 192 Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse Chapter 760 - 756: Encountering a Man with Evil Intentions Alicia felt a sudden panic and glanced at Tyrone without thinking.

If Wilma stayed, and Tyrone stayed, that would leave Alicia alone in that enormous, echoing house tonight.

Truthfully, Alicia hated that big house. It was too empty... and without Tyrone there, it felt even less safe.

“Wilma and Melanie will both be here,” Tyrone replied, his tone firm but not unkind. “If anything happens, Wilma will call me right away.”

Serena wasn’t satisfied. “But I only feel safe when you’re here.”

“I’ll have Felix keep watch outside your door. You’ll be fine,” Tyrone said, his voice final.

“Why can’t it be you?” Serena’s voice broke, confusion and hurt mingling. “You always used to stay with me at the hospital. Is it because of her?”

“That’s right. My wife is pregnant, and I’m not leaving her alone overnight,” Tyrone answered bluntly.

He’d stayed before out of obligation and concern for her illness, but now his priorities had changed.

Alicia was expecting, and with Jade and Nicole still scheming, he couldn’t help but want to keep Alicia close by his side every minute of every day.

Alicia stared at Tyrone, her heart pounding wildly.

This couldn’t go on. If it did, she really was going to fall for him.