SWNOVELS Chapter 2
Chapter2
The head of the department, Mr. Larson, quickly assessed the situation around the vehicle and organized kind-hearted passersby to help drag me out of the car.
The moment I was brought to a safe area, the car behind me exploded and was swallowed by the flames.
Mr. Larson, with his rich experience, checked my injuries.
A circle of passersby surrounded me, chattering and asking about the situation.
"How can you let a pregnant woman drive out alone? This family is really irresponsible!"
"Is she okay? I called 911, but I don't know why the line was always busy. I finally got through, and when I told them the location, they said I was making it up. They hung up before I could say the words 'car accident'! It's like they've lost their minds, what kind of people does the hospital hire?"
"Honey, you can't go out alone when you're pregnant. Your belly is so big, it looks like you're about to give birth. What's your husband's phone number? I'll help you contact him."
They didn't dare to come forward just now because they were afraid of the explosion, but the concern they showed now made my nose tingle.
I endured the excruciating pain all over my body and shook my head weakly.
Even strangers I met on the street could show such concern for me.
But my husband of seven years, for a woman who had dumped him, wanted to take my life and my child's!
The seven-year itch, truly lived up to its name.
It seemed that everything that happened after my rebirth was a reminder from God of my stupidity and blindness.
No one noticed that Mr. Larson's face grew darker and darker as they spoke.
After checking my condition, he immediately took out his phone and dialed the emergency room.
The moment the call connected, I heard him angrily questioning:
"Send an ambulance to the intersection immediately! Don't you know there's been a car accident? If I hadn't passed by on my way to work, the victim would be dead now! How many times do I have to call to get you here? Who gave you the guts to do this?" "Do you know the importance of the emergency room? If you can't make it to this shift, you're all fired!"
Five minutes later, I was loaded into an ambulance.
But at this moment, the phone in my hand rang.
Mr. Larson kindly helped me answer it and put the phone to my ear.
The next second, Jake's angry questioning came from the other end.
Hearing his voice again, I couldn't help but shiver.
"You called our department again? How long are you going to keep this up? Didn't I tell you I have something to do today? Do you have to bother me at this time? You're about to give birth, look at what you're doing!"
"I'm busy enough with work every day, can you please not call me for every little thing? Can't you live without me? Every woman gets pregnant, I haven't seen anyone as crazy as you!"
"If I hadn't come today, Emily would have almost slit her wrists, you know! Can't you be more understanding? I'll go back when I'm done, don't bother me!"
His impatient voice was mixed with Emily's aggrieved sobs.
After venting, without waiting for me to finish, without asking about my situation, Jake hung up the phone.
The indifferent look on his face when he attacked me in my past life flashed in my mind.
Tears streamed down my face and onto the stretcher.
My breathing trembled uncontrollably.
The sharp pain in my abdomen brought me back to my senses.
Scarlet blood mixed with amniotic fluid spread beneath me.
But all this was nothing compared to the pain of being tortured by Jake in my past life.
When I was sent into the emergency room, the colleague who answered the phone saw my pale face on the stretcher. Her eyes widened in shock.
She hurriedly came up to apologize to me, saying that she thought the car accident was an excuse I made up to find Jake.
She said that she had hung up on my call for help just now because of a misunderstanding.
Mr. Larson, seeing that something was wrong, asked and found out that I was Jake's wife of seven years.
The next second, his face turned livid with anger, and he took out his phone and called Jake.