Even in Darkness She Chose to Rise (Tatiana and Jasper) novel Chapter 189

**Even the Night Couldn’t Silence Her Light**
**Chapter 189: Gone Too Far**

“Tatiana!”

His icy gaze was filled with an unmistakable panic, a stark contrast to the usually composed demeanor he wore like armor.

Dahleane.

He lunged forward, desperate to grasp her, to pull her into the sanctuary of his arms, but his fingers grasped nothing but empty air. In that fleeting moment, his body felt weightless, as if the very gravity that held him to the earth had abandoned him, and he plunged downward, a silent scream echoing in his mind.

Tatiana’s pupils dilated in horror, her heart racing as she instinctively reached out for him. But before she could react fully, Chandler’s firm grip caught her arm. “Careful!” he shouted, urgency lacing his voice.

Jasper fell from the roof.

The impact was devastating, a heavy thud resonating through the garden below, accompanied by the sickening sound of bones breaking. Blood spilled from his mouth as he gasped for breath, his consciousness flickering like a dying flame. With what felt like the last remnants of his strength, he managed to utter her name, barely more than a whisper, “Tatiana…”

A month later, the sterile scent of antiseptic filled the hospital room, mingling with the tension that hung thick in the air.

“He’s awake! He’s awake! Jasper, are you okay? Do you recognize me?”

Marilyn’s voice trembled with a mixture of hope and fear as she leaned closer to the man lying on the bed, her eyes wide and brimming with anxiety.

Jasper, who had slipped into a coma for what felt like an eternity, was finally stirring. The chaos that had engulfed the Jackson family during his absence was palpable. If it hadn’t been for Gordon’s unwavering authority, calamity would have surely befallen them. With the sole heir’s life hanging by a thread, various factions had been lurking in the shadows, waiting to pounce. Gordon had summoned the finest medical minds, who had worked tirelessly to pull Jasper back from the precipice of death.

No one could explain the circumstances that led to Jasper’s fall from the roof. The shattered ribs had wreaked havoc on his internal organs, leaving him barely clinging to life.

“Jasper, you scared me to death. As long as you’re alive, that’s all that matters,” she murmured, covering her mouth to stifle the sob that threatened to escape. The weight of fear had been unbearable. If anything had happened to Jasper, she wasn’t sure how she would have continued. Two weeks ago, that wretched Barry had even brought his illegitimate son to her, suggesting she “be prepared” for the worst, insinuating that the boy might take Jasper’s place.

The thought had sent her into a frenzy, igniting a fierce confrontation between her and Barry, a man she had once trusted.

Chapter 189: Gone Too Far

Fortunately, Gordon had stood firm, recognizing Jasper as the rightful heir. But the uncertainty of how much longer the old man could withstand the strain of it all loomed over them like a dark cloud. Everyone was anxiously waiting for Jasper to awaken and restore order to their fractured world.

“Thank God, you’re finally awake,” Marilyn breathed, her voice thick with relief.

Yet, there was no immediate response from him.

Her heart raced as she glanced over, worry twisting in her stomach at the sight of her son’s vacant expression. His once vibrant eyes now appeared hollow, devoid of the spark that had defined him.

“Jasper?” she called out, her voice quivering with rising trepidation.

Still, he remained silent.

Panic surged through her. “Jasper, don’t scare me like this. Are you okay? Please, say something. I promise I won’t hold you back anymore. You can be with whoever you want,” she pleaded, desperation spilling from her lips.

After what felt like an eternity, he finally spoke. His voice was rough, caught in a liminal space between laughter and tears.

“Wrong.”

What was wrong? No one could decipher the depth of his discontent. They only understood that from that moment onward, the son of the Jackson family, having clawed his way back from the brink of death, was irrevocably altered.

He moved through the world like a man possessed. Ignoring the pain from his unhealed body, he insisted on leaving the hospital, a fierce determination in his eyes. He confronted the internal strife within the Jackson family with a ruthless efficiency that left no room for dissent.

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