Winning Her Heart Back

 She Couldn't Accept This

The ambulance soon arrived.

Samuel was rushed to the hospital on a stretcher for emergency treatment.

Before losing consciousness, he weakly grasped Emelie's hand and murmured, "I'm fine... Don't worry too much..."

Tears welled up in Emelie's eyes. She followed the ambulance to the hospital but was kept outside the operating room.

Although she wasn't physically injured, her face was ashen with worry.

The image of Samuel being thrown by the car replayed in her mind over and over again. She clenched her fists tightly and managed to force out each word from her throat.

"Jodie, find out who did this."

Jodie understood the severity of the situation. "On it!"

After two hours, the surgery still wasn't over.

Emelie waited anxiously outside the operating room.

In her hand was Samuel's broken glasses. The chain that always hung from his ears had snapped, and she was attempting to piece it back together.

She recalled the first time she had met Samuel.

It was at Capebatt University. He had suddenly walked up to her, asking if she had forgotten him. She had once spilled red wine on his shirt.

She also remembered what he had said just before they had parted that night.

She rarely cried, but she had shed tears in front of him once.

She recalled how Samuel had offered her a job as his assistant when she couldn't find work due to William's suppression.

The glasses chain clicked into place with a snap. Emelie's lips curved up slightly. If the glasses could be fixed, then he would be fine too.

Jodie returned with news. "Ms. Pierce."

Emelie stayed silent as Jodie continued quietly, "The police and traffic officers have arrived at the scene and taken the driver and vehicle for investigation. The preliminary findings are that the rookie driver mistakenly pressed the gas pedal instead of the brake while trying to stop.

"As the driver was panicking after hitting someone, she lost control, causing the car to swerve uncontrollably. This incident is being considered as an accident."

An accident?

Emelie's smile turned icy. "If Mr. Swanson hadn't pushed me in time, given the speed of that car, I would either be dead or gravely injured."

What she said was true.

Jodie remained silent.

Everything had happened so quickly. They had been in a different car and hadn't anticipated such an accident. If Samuel hadn't pushed Emelie aside, she would have been hit head-on.

The consequences would have been unimaginable.

Emelie turned to Jodie. "I don't believe that this is just a simple accident."

Jodie nodded in agreement. "I'm already looking into the driver's background."

"Do it as quickly as possible."

"Understood."

An hour later, the operating room door finally opened.

Emelie immediately stepped forward. "Doctor, how is he?"

The doctor replied, "The surgery was successful. The patient's life is not in danger, and his fractured bones have been realigned. However, he must stay in bed and cannot get up until the bones heal."

Emelie asked urgently, "Will here be any lasting effects?"

The doctor answered cautiously, "It depends on his recovery process."

Emelie held her breath. Given the extent of Samuel's injuries and the amount of blood he had lost, she feared the worst.

After steadying herself, she asked, "What if his recovery doesn't go well?"

The doctor answered, "He might end up with a limp."

Emelie fell into silence.

It felt as though a great weight had crashed down on her, leaving her numb and disoriented. She clutched the necklace around her neck and shook her head stiffly.

She couldn't accept this.

An hour later, Samuel began to regain consciousness as the anesthesia wore off.

Before opening his eyes, he frowned and instinctively reached for his painfully injured left leg, but Emelie caught his hand before he could touch it.

When he finally opened his eyes, he saw Emelie standing by his side. After a moment of disorientation, he realized that he was in a hospital room.

He recalled everything that had happened before he lost consciousness.

Emelie looked at him with deep concern and asked softly, "Are you in a lot of pain? Do you need any pain medication?"

Samuel took a while to adjust to the sharp pain from his fractured bones. He shook his head and said, "It's manageable. I can handle it."

Emelie bit her lip as she carefully placed his hand back on the blanket. "I've already notified Bryan. He and Nehemiah are on their way."

Samuel turned his gaze to her and asked, "What about you? Are you injured?"

"I'm okay."

"Thank goodness."

Even in his current state, his primary concern was her well-being. Emelie felt as though something was in her throat.

"Nehemiah is very skilled. We'll have him take a look at you first. I'll also contact my doctor. "She continued fiercely, "Don't worry. I'll make sure that you'll recover fully and won't let those behind this go unpunished."

Her words suggested that the accident was no mere coincidence. Samuel asked, "Who's behind this?"Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.