When Time Tried to Heal Me But I Refused to Listen by Kael Niro Senn 21

When Time Tried to Heal Me But I Refused to Listen by Kael Niro Senn 21 Summary

Adriana finds herself trapped in a dark storage room inside Nera Club, having started a livestream to alert others to her location and situation. Despite her efforts, the guards confiscate her phone, but viewers have already seen where she is, hoping someone will call the police. Suddenly, Rufus, intoxicated and angry, bursts in, sent by his sister Natasha to confront Adriana. Rufus accuses her of trying to interfere with his sister’s relationship with Matthew and violently attacks Adriana, tearing at her clothes and physically assaulting her.

Despite the fear and pain, Adriana does not resist Rufus, feeling a new resolve to fight back if necessary. Rufus becomes enraged by her defiance and mocks her appearance, leading to a brutal attack where he slams her head against the wall. Just as Rufus is about to commit a further assault, the door is kicked open amid a chaotic confrontation between police officers and the club’s manager. The police have arrived following a report, and Curtis, unexpectedly, is the one who tackles Rufus, rescuing Adriana.

Adriana wakes up in a hospital VIP ward, battered and in pain, with Curtis by her side. He scolds her for going to the club alone despite the livestream, but Adriana reveals she had a reason this time—she was prepared to risk everything to protect the orphanage she cares about. She explains that she had spoken to Officer Richardson beforehand, and thanks to the timely police intervention, Rufus will face prison for his crimes. For the first time in a while, Adriana feels a small sense of relief as one battle seems to be over.

Curtis warns her that she is naive to think the fight is truly won, as powerful people like the Joneses and Matthew might protect Rufus, and public attention could fade quickly. He questions whether risking her life was worth it if Rufus had succeeded in harming her more severely. Despite the harsh reality, Adriana remains quietly determined, accepting the pain and consequences as part of her struggle.

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Would it all have been worth it in the end?

Adriana found herself trapped inside a storage room so dark that it swallowed every hint of light, leaving her alone with her thoughts as she waited for the police to arrive. Before even stepping foot into Nera Club, she had started a livestream, ensuring that everyone watching would know exactly where she was and what was happening. The guards had seized her phone, but the viewers had seen it happen—someone was bound to alert the authorities. She had clearly mentioned Nera Club during the stream, making it impossible to hide her location.

Suddenly, the door crashed open with a loud bang. Rufus stumbled in, reeking of alcohol, his movements unsteady but his anger unmistakable. Natasha had sent him—she preferred to keep her hands clean, but her brother had been drinking upstairs and was more than willing to carry out her dirty work.

“You think you can mess with my sister and get away with it?” Rufus yelled, his voice thick with rage. “You really believe Matthew would want you? Forget it. He’s marrying Natasha! Even if I kill you right now, it won’t matter to him!” He stormed forward, grabbing the front of her shirt, sneering down at her. “You think I wouldn’t dare touch you just because you’ve been with Matthew for a few years?”

Rufus’s fury escalated as he began yanking at her clothes. “You’re finished…” he growled, cursing incessantly, his voice shaking with bitter hatred.

In that cramped, suffocating darkness, Adriana didn’t resist. She allowed him to do as he pleased. Fear had finally loosened its grip on her. This time, she was prepared to fight until the very end, and men like Rufus no longer seemed terrifying—only pathetic.

He shoved her to the floor among piles of discarded junk, slapped her harshly across the face, and tore at her clothing. Blood trickled from her mouth, and her nose was bleeding as well. The sharp sting radiated across her battered face, and her eyes began to swell shut.

“If you weren’t even a little decent-looking, I wouldn’t waste a second glance on you,” Rufus spat, his bitterness fueled by the memory of her rejecting him years ago.

As he started pulling down his pants, Adriana landed on a heap of junk. Seeing what he intended to do, she let out a cold, bitter laugh. “Wow… that’s not very impressive,” she taunted, mocking him.

His fragile ego shattered at her words. Enraged, Rufus yanked her hair and slammed her head against the wall with a sickening thud.

Bang!

Just as darkness threatened to claim her, the door was kicked open.

Outside, chaos erupted. Voices shouted back and forth, the sound of a heated argument echoing through the hall. Adriana could barely make out the police officers clashing with the club’s manager.

“You have no right to search this place! The chief and I have an agreement,” the manager insisted.

“We received a report. Don’t interfere,” one officer warned.

“If you try to stop us, we’ll arrest you too!” another threatened.

Adriana’s heart leapt. Thank goodness she had stopped by the station earlier to speak with Officer Richardson. That small step might have made all the difference.

“Bastard!” she heard someone curse.

She had expected the police to be her rescuers, but the person who tackled Rufus was none other than Curtis.

Am I dreaming? she wondered, disbelief mixing with relief.

“Adriana… stay with me!” Curtis urged.

She had no idea how long she had been unconscious. When she finally opened her eyes, she found herself lying in a hospital bed inside a VIP ward. The sterile white walls and soft hum of machines surrounded her.

Confused, she tried to sit up, but a sharp pain in her shoulder forced her to stop.

Rufus had shown no mercy.

“You’re awake,” Curtis said, rising from his chair the moment she opened her eyes. “Did you really think livestreaming would keep you safe? What were you thinking, going to that place alone?”

Adriana blinked at him, puzzled by his presence and his anger. “Mr. Lincoln, why are you here?”

He exhaled deeply. “My assistant saw your stream. Luckily, I was still in Haldoria.”

Curtis had been on his way back to Harborton with Harold when his assistant alerted him to the livestream. Despite being able to send someone else, he had come himself.

“Thank you,” Adriana whispered, lowering her gaze.

“Earlier, you said you had no way to fight back. And now, you’re pulling stunts like this?” Curtis frowned.

“This time… I have a reason,” she replied softly, a faint smile touching her lips.

This time, she was ready to risk everything—even her life.

If she died, at least the orphanage wouldn’t suffer because of her.

“Don’t worry about me, Mr. Lincoln. I’m not exactly… some great person,” she tried to laugh but winced in pain.

Her face was a mess—bruised, swollen, and battered—but she still possessed a striking beauty, the kind that caught your eye no matter what.

“I talked to Officer Richardson beforehand. He arrived just in time. Natasha locked me up illegally, and Rufus assaulted me, even tried to rape me. He’s going to prison,” Adriana said, gazing out the window. For the first time in a long while, the sun’s warmth felt comforting.

At least one of her battles was finally over.

“You’re too naive,” Curtis said again, his brow furrowed.

She had hoped that would be enough to put Rufus behind bars. But if the Joneses and Matthew chose to protect him, it wouldn’t take much for them to call in favors. Even a viral livestream might soon be forgotten.

Adriana’s heart sank as she looked at him.

Had all her efforts made no dent in Rufus at all?

“What I’m trying to say is, what if he had killed you? Or what if he had succeeded in raping you?” Curtis asked, his eyes searching her frightened face. “Would it all have been worth it?”

For a brief moment, he felt genuine pity for her.

Conclusion

In the aftermath of the harrowing ordeal, Adriana’s spirit, though battered, remains unbroken. The darkness that once threatened to consume her has been pierced by the arrival of unexpected allies and the flicker of justice, however fragile it may seem. Her livestream, a desperate act of defiance, has brought her truth to light and, for now, a measure of safety. Yet, beneath the bruises and pain lies a resolute heart, determined to protect what she holds dear, even if it means standing alone against overwhelming odds.

The chapter closes on a poignant note of cautious hope mingled with stark reality. Adriana’s struggle is far from over, and the shadows of betrayal and danger still loom large. Yet, in her quiet defiance and the small victories won, there is a powerful testament to resilience and courage. The question of whether the sacrifice was worth it lingers, but so does the undeniable truth that sometimes, the fight itself becomes the reason to keep moving forward.

What to Expect in Next Chapter?

The next chapter promises to delve deeper into the aftermath of Adriana’s harrowing ordeal, exploring the fragile line between justice and vengeance. As she grapples with the physical and emotional scars left by Rufus’s attack, the looming presence of powerful forces unwilling to let go of their secrets threatens to suffocate her newfound hope. Curtis’s protective yet stern demeanor hints at a complex relationship that may challenge Adriana’s resolve and test her trust.

Tensions are bound to rise as Adriana’s fight for safety becomes entangled with the influence of the Jones family and Matthew’s loyalties. The question of whether justice can truly prevail in a world where favors and corruption run deep will weigh heavily on her spirit. Readers will find themselves caught in the storm of uncertainty, wondering if Adriana’s bravery will be enough to withstand the coming trials or if the shadows of her past will pull her back into darkness.

Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.

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