If she was lying, then she should not blame him for being rude. Meanwhile, Debora almost passed out with fear.

How she wished that a car accident would happen on the way to the hospital that would cause her to have a "miscarriage".

While she was panic-stricken and had no idea what to do, she felt something warm sticky between her legs. Perhaps God was on her side today. Coincidentally, she had gotten her period.

She clutched her belly and pretended to be in extreme pain.

“Ouch! My stomach hurts."

She acted as if she was having a miscarriage.

It even Looked more believable as blood slid down her legs.

Isaac frowned. Was she really pregnant? The pressure he had given her must have made her

Yes, he did not like this woman. But, of course, he was not cruel enough to hurt his own child. "Willie, drive faster," he ordered.

Willie stepped on the accelerator hard, and the car sped away like a bullet.

Meanwhile, a white off-road vehicle was running at top speed not far away. The roar of its engine came Like muffled thunder, whistling from afar.

As it veered past the junction, it strayed over the line and collided with Isaac's car.

The car came so fast Willie had no time to swerve their car.

The impact of the crash was so forceful that it crumpled the car like a tin can.

The car in the opposite direction was propelled backward for about ten meters.

Their vehicle lay in shambles. Inside the car, the airbag on the driver's seat had burst. Nonetheless, Willie's head was bleeding profusely, and he had Lapsed into unconsciousness.

Meanwhile, Isaac felt as if his head was going to split into two. But before slipping into unconsciousness, he caught a glimpse of the person in the other vehicle.

When Isaac awoke, a strong smell of disinfectant wafted into his nostrils. Although still groggy, he propped himself up.

"Mr. Johnston." Wynter rushed over to help him get up. However, Isaac waved his hand in dismissal

“I'm good." He paused for a moment and tried to remember what had happened. And once he recalled everything, he asked, "How's Willie?"

“He's just undergone an operation. He's out of the woods now, but he hasn't woken up from the coma," Wynter answered.

“You have a slight concussion. The doctor said you need to rest. Would you like to sleep for a while?"

Suddenly, the blood on Debora's legs flashed across his mind. He pursed his lips and, after a moment of silence, asked, “How's Debora?"

“The doctor said she had a miscarriage. She has a few scratches on her body, but otherwise, she's fine. She had just woken up when I arrived. If you want to visit her, she's in the next ward." Wynter hesitated for a moment and asked, “Do you want to call her over?"

Isaac waved his hand in refusal.