Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband - Chapter 399:
Chapter 399: Chapter 399: If you want to die, don’t die under my car!
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“Yes, just a few minutes ago,” the bodyguard respectfully replied.
Hearing this, Baron Stuart turned and dashed out of the hospital’s grand entrance.
In the bustling street, Emily Walker was looking up and around for Baron Stuart. When a sudden sound of brakes resounded, she panicked and covered her ears. Scared, she squatted down on the ground.
“Are you trying to get yourself killed?!” On the roadway, a private car came to a halt. The car owner stuck his head out of the window, angrily yelling at Emily squatting on the ground, “If you want to die, don’t pick here, get out of the way now!”
The sudden braking led to several vehicles being forced to stop, with horns blowing and various owners cursing.
“What in the world is going on? Hurry up!” The people behind had no idea what had happened and kept urging.
It was rush hour and many people were rushing to to work, afraid of being scolded by their boss for being late, hence everyone was impatient.
“Get out of the way, damn woman!” The driver continued yelling while pointing at Emily with another tirade.
Seeing the crowd that had gathered to watch, Emily cautiously lifted her head and finally realized she had caused a traffic jam.
She nervously tried to stand up, but before she could, she saw the driver get out of his car, grab her and throw her towards the roadside
“Ah” Emily teetered and nearly fell as she lost her balance.
Luckily, a few good Samaritans were there in time to steady her. Seeing her frightened expression, they couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.
“What’s the matter? Why push her around?” An irritated pedestrian yelled at the driver.
“If you want to die, don’t do it under my car, I’m on a tight schedule!” The disgruntled driver roared before returning to his car and driving off.
His rude behavior drew the ire of many bystanders, making a number of them sympathize with the seemingly forlorn Emily.
“Are you alright, miss? Are you hurt anywhere?” Someone asked, having seen her squatting on the ground earlier and wondering if she had been scraped somewhere.
Emily gradually regained her composure, having initially panicked.
However, the crowd continued to gather around her. She tried to move through the crowd, but they kept closing in, tighter and tighter.
“Are you sure you’re alright, miss? Do you want to go to the nearby hospital just to check?” A kind-hearted person asked.
In an attempt to avoid the crowd, Emily had to respond, “I’m fine.”
Her voice was faint and amidst the cacophony, no one could hear her clearly. Seeing her helpless face, the good Samaritans thought she had been hurt and continued to press closer.
Emily felt suffocated by the overwhelming crowd. The noise was loud, so loud it felt like her head was about to split.
A firm hand reached out, gently grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards it. After seeing she was uninjured, Baron Stuart’s heart finally settled down.
Seeing this familiar face, Emily stood still, staring blankly for a long time.
Touching her beautiful hair, Baron Stuart tenderly embraced her, holding her tightly, feeling her presence.
Leaning against his chest, Emily could clearly feel his rapidly beating heart.
Back at the hospital, Baron Stuart packed her belongings and proceeded with her discharge process.
Once they returned to his private residence, Mrs. Noelle prepared another breakfast for her.
