Lucas could have quickly escaped by jumping out of the car when the truck came crashing.
However, he chose to stay and protect Chelsey. He tightly embraced her, shielding her from the impact.
Lucas' back slammed against the car seat. The pain was piercing and unbearable, yet he did not even let out a groan.
Chelsey's safety was the priority at present.
As he held onto Chelsey, Lucas repeatedly reassured her, "Don't be scared. I'm here. We'll go to the hospital right away."
Chelsey's face turned pale as she clutched her belly.
She was not concerned about her own safety but for the baby's well-being.
Despite the impact on the vehicle, the windows were still functional.
Lucas opened the window and carried Chelsey as they exited the car.
The truck was drawing closer.
Chelsey immediately screamed in panic, "Run! Don't mind me! Just run!"
She pushed Lucas while yelling, "Quick! Run!"
Lucas held Chelsey even tighter with a determined look, declaring, "If we go down, we go
