The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 1888

On the other side of town, at the grand For·ena Villa.

Serena's eyelids fluttered open, and the maid, Dora, immediately exclaimed with joy, "Serena, you're

awake? I'll go inform the master right away!"

Serena's vision wavered between blurry and clear.

An intricately carved ceiling, an opulent crystal chandelier, and ornate, luxurious draperies.

She found herself in a bedroom that exuded luxury and grandeur.

But how did she end up here? Where was this place?

"Serena, are you feeling better now?" asked a face that appeared before her, youthful and delicate.

"My name is Dora. Mr. Cooper asked me to take care of you," she explained, perhaps sensing

Serena's confusion about who 'the master' was. She added with emphasis, "It's Mr. Cooper, Martin

Cooper."

Martin Cooper?.

A torrent of memories flooded Serena's mind. Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

Louisa had beaten her mercilessly, left her in the basement for three whole days without a glance, and

Sean ordered someone to douse her with icy water and slap her across the face.

When she was tortured to the brink of her last breath, the servants, following her parents' orders, left

her to fend for herself. She wasn't given a morsel of food or a sip of water, and her wounds were left

untreated.

To survive, she had to crawl to a corner and force herself to drink the scant, dirty water left in a plastic

basin.

At the thought, she closed her eyes. Her heart twisted in agony, and she felt a suffocating pain.

"Serena, are you alright? Why did you pass out again?" Dora asked, concerned. "June, quickly call the

doctor."

But Serena hadn't passed out.

The painful memories made her heart ache unbearably, causing her body to tremble slightly.

After the doctor arrived, Dora quickly said, "Serena just woke up for a moment and then passed out

again. She's trembling all over. I don't know if it's because she's too cold."

The doctor examined Serena, checked the medical equipment readings, and then leaned over, calling

out softly, "Serena, can you hear me speaking now?"

Serena felt numb, like a walking shell of herself.

"Serena? Serena?" The doctor noticed that the medical monitors showed normal readings, except one

indicated intense emotional fluctuations.

She must have been agitated by some memory upon waking up.

If her emotions continued like this, it could trigger a series of adverse reactions.

"Serena?" the doctor called again with patience.

Hearing the news, Martin rushed in, "Serena's awake?"

He had just been in the study, handling some work-related phone calls. To think that in such a short

time, the servant had told him that Serena was awake.

"She passed out again." Dora said, "She was only awake for less than a minute."

Martin took a seat beside the bed, looking at the woman lying there. Even though her eyes were

closed, there were traces of tears at the corners.

"Serena?" Martin called out anxiously yet tenderly, "It's me, Martin. Are you awake? Did you have a

nightmare? Don't be afraid, I'm here now."