Sarah drove forward desperately with the two black cars in close pursuit.Her phone kept ringing, but she didn't dare move to answer it in her current situation. The tires made horrifying sounds as they scraped against the road.Dust kicked up behind them as the pursuing cars seemed bent on a suicide mission, repeatedly trying to ram her. She knew it must be Zachary calling, surely panicked after hearing her earlier words.But with the relentless pursuit behind her, she couldn't let her guard down for even a moment.She had underestimated their determination. At one turn, her mind started to blur and consciousness began to fade. She bit down hard, forcing herself to stay alert.The mountain road was narrow and steep - one slip meant certain death from the fall. With no streetlights in the darkness, it was even more treacherous. The cars behind kept flashing their high beams, making her eyes hurt.In that split second of distraction, one of the cars rammed her hard. The violent im
Sarah called out weakly, "Zachary!"The Cayenne's windows were shattered, its door deeply dented.The airbags had deployed, pinning Zachary inside."Zachary! Wake up!"After countless calls, Zachary finally opened his eyes and tried to move.Moving in the airbag-filled cabin wasn't easy, and he felt intense pain in his thigh.His voice was hoarse, ”Sasa, I'm okay. Are you?"In that moment, Sarah forgot everything else, her eyes welling up as she looked at him. "I'm fine. How can you get out?""Did you call for help?" Zachary asked.Sarah took out her phone but found no signal. She couldn't make an emergency call."No signal." Her phone had been intermittent on the bridge too.Of the cars chasing her, one had gone over the cliff and the other was flipped. Both must have had signal jammers installed.Sarah looked at Zachary - his upper body was compressed by the airbags, his lower half completely trapped underneath."Get out quickly," Sarah's voice trembled.Zachary forced
She remained silent, her eyes revealing no emotion.Zachary gave a bitter smile. "Go. I know you don't want to help me. Just leave. Be careful of Vivian after you get out - I suspect she's behind this. Sasa, she's far more dangerous than you imagine."This was his final warning, yet Sarah still didn't speak.His heart felt like it had been stabbed twice. The moon still hung in the sky, drifting westward.In the darkness, Sarah suddenly looked up, her eyes brimming with tears that now streamed down her face."Zachary, never say things like that again.""Which things?" Zachary asked.Sarah smiled through her tears: "Telling me to leave you.""Hah, how could I possibly leave you!"Sarah found a metal rod in her car's trunk, wedged it against the door, and forced it open with all her strength.She finally saw Zachary's leg clearly - trapped and covered in bloody marks."Zachary!" she cried out.Zachary smiled wryly. "I wasn't lying. My leg needs proper rescue. I have to rely on
"Ah, you're awake?" Zachary coughed twice. "Where's Sarah?"Steven kept typing without looking up. "Don't worry, Miss Sanders only had minor injuries, no need for hospitalization."Zachary took a breath. "Did you tell Grandfather?"He remembered seeing his grandfather's missed calls before passing out, but his phone had died.Steven nodded repeatedly. "I've told everyone. I told Mr. Reynolds you only had minor injuries, so he wouldn't worry.""Did Sarah go home? When did she leave?" Zachary's expression was complex.Steven's face twitched slightly. "Miss Sanders stayed with you for a long time, only left an hour ago."Zachary felt concerned. Sarah had rescued him and supported him for so long - her endurance had been far greater than his.Joy flickered across his face. "So she still cares about me."Steven sighed. "I really don't understand you two. If you're truly this devoted, why did you treat Miss Sanders that way when Vivian returned?"Zachary gave a self-mocking smile.
"She was running out of time. Her grandfather had given her one month to resolve the Zachary situation - he needed them to get engaged to complete their plans.Sarah's presence by Zachary's side was unexpected.Before returning home, she had never considered Sarah a threat, thinking she was just someone who kept Zachary company while she was away.But now things had progressed to this point, she couldn't tell if Sarah was just a distraction for Zachary or someone he truly loved.She only knew that to fulfill her grandfather's wishes, Sarah had to be eliminated.Once she disappeared, Zachary would naturally return to her side.She composed herself as Mr. Wilson entered."When things go wrong, you just throw tantrums. Have you forgotten everything I taught you? You failed again?” Mr. Wilson's expression was grave.Vivian nodded painfully - she had finally caught an opportunity."Is that girl so hard to deal with? How did she even manage to escape?" Mr. Wilson said admiringly.H
The sunlight bathed her in a golden glow, making the fine hairs on her skin shimmer with a soft radiance. This peaceful moment felt so perfect that Zachary wished time would just stop here forever.Suddenly, a distant cry broke the silence. Sarah snapped back to reality and listened carefully before turning to Zachary with a puzzled expression. “Did you hear that?”Zachary focused and listened intently. Sure enough, there was a faint wailing sound. He nodded in confirmation.Sarah stood up, scanning her surroundings. Finally, behind a tree, she spotted a woman lying on the ground, crying.She rushed over immediately. “Are you okay? What’s wrong?”The woman’s voice was hoarse as she gasped, “I’m going into labor—please help me!”Labor? Sarah’s face turned pale. The woman was pregnant!She glanced down and noticed that the woman’s pants were completely soaked—her water had broken.Without hesitation, Sarah sprinted away to find a doctor and nurse.Thankfully, she managed to get
So that was a refusal? Sarah chuckled. “That’s fine. You don’t have to draw if you don’t want to. But in that case, I’ll have to take a little trip to your home.” She gestured toward the door. “And of course, I’ll be bringing them along.” David sucked in a sharp breath. His grip tightened around the pen, and after a long hesitation, he finally placed the tip on the paper. But he didn’t know where to start. “Start with your family,” Sarah prompted gently. After a moment’s pause, David drew three figures—a woman, a man, and a little girl. “Now, add a house, a large tree, and a car on the road,” Sarah instructed, guiding him step by step. He still had no idea what Sarah was trying to accomplish, but he had already realized that refusal was pointless. Resigned, he followed her directions, sketching a house, a road, and a car. As Sarah examined the drawing, a rare softness flickered in her gaze when she looked at the house and the people. But the moment her eyes land
Vivian felt a deep sense of disappointment. Was this what things had come to between her and Zachary? “I don’t know yet,” Zachary replied coldly. “But I’ll find out who’s behind it.” Vivian quickly unfolded the small table and took out the soup from the thermos. “Try it. I made it myself.” A faint blush appeared on her cheeks. Remembering his grandfather’s words, Zachary didn’t refuse. He took a sip, then put the spoon down. “It’s good.” Vivian smiled sweetly. “If you like it, I can make it for you more often.” Then, as if casually, she added, “Zachary, Grandpa asked me about us today. He said he discussed it with your grandfather, and if you have no objections, we can get engaged first.” Zachary’s expression darkened. “Vivian, I’ve only ever seen you as a sister.” “But I don’t see you as a brother,” she countered, her voice trembling slightly. “Zac, all these years… I thought you knew how I felt.” Her heart pounded anxiously. How could Zachary reject her?
Vivian never expected that despite her orders to keep the detained shipment a secret, the board of directors would somehow catch wind of it.As soon as the meeting began, the middle-aged man sitting in the first seat on the right frowned and questioned her, "Ms. Wilson, are you hiding something from us?"Mr. Jefferson had the largest shareholding in the Wilson Group after Vivian and her grandfather. Compared to others, his words carried more authority.Naturally, Vivian had to show him some respect, given that she was the younger generation."Mr. Jefferson, by seniority, I should call you Uncle. You've watched me grow up. Do you think I would hide anything from you?" Vivian decided to play dumb first. She was certain these people had only heard rumors and hadn't yet gathered evidence.This was indeed the case. Mr. Jefferson narrowed his eyes, his expression unchanged, speaking in a tone that was half-joking, half-threatening, "Ms. Wilson, please don't say that. When it comes to bus
Charlotte ignored her, still peering behind the caretaker.The caretaker patted her chest and smiled as she approached. "Are you looking for Mr. Chancer? He went back to work. He asked me to take care of you. I thought you might wake up soon, so I went out to buy some nutritious soup for you.""You're saying he left? He left before I even woke up?" Charlotte struggled to open her dry lips, her voice raspier than ever before.Hearing this, the caretaker quickly set down the thermos and handed her the cup of tea from the table. "Please drink some water to soothe your throat, but don't drink too much. You've just given birth, so try to stay in bed and rest as much as possible."Charlotte found the water being offered to her ironically bitter.She had endured excruciating pain to give birth to James's child, yet he couldn't even spare a simple "thank you" for her efforts. Was this the marriage she had schemed so hard to get?Did she regret it? If someone asked, she might answer yes, b
"Answer me. Do you most hope it's heads or tails?" Sarah's voice carried an undeniable authority.The woman finally spoke. "Tails."Before Sarah's hand moved, the woman hurriedly corrected herself, "No, no, no—heads."Her indecisiveness reminded Sarah of her former self. Choosing between reason and emotion was often the hardest decision. It had once taken her several days to make up her mind.Sarah opened her palm. The woman's eyes widened, staring as if trying to burn a hole through Sarah's hand. But quickly, she discovered that Sarah's palm was completely empty. There was no coin at all.No heads or tails—there wasn't even a coin to begin with.Seeing the woman's confused expression, Sarah smiled and said, "In the moment I opened my hand, your heart already had the answer. I can't tell you how to solve your problem, nor can I make the decision for you. But you should know that you only have one life, while love can be found more than once. The fact that you're troubled by this s
This single subtle gesture revealed her inner feelings. Without needing to look further, Sarah immediately understood. Through the monitor, she could see that the photograph was a selfie of a man.Beyond heartbreak, she couldn't think of any other explanation.The emotion release room had been open for nearly a week. During this time, she had observed many clients. Those who came to release their emotions fell into several categories: heartbreak, work conflicts, friendship issues, personal disputes, or being stuck at a crossroads in life, unable to make the right choice.They came here to vent their emotions, and often only after destroying everything could they finally see what they truly wanted in their hearts.This was Sarah's original purpose in creating the emotion release room. But more importantly, this wasn't just a simple place to vent emotions—it offered clients more valuable services, such as guidance from top psychological counselors to help them quickly resolve their tr
"Enough. I've heard too many words like these. It's all for my own good, it's all to protect me—using these noble-sounding excuses to make me believe him, to understand him. Well then, why don't you who want me to believe him try to convince him to believe in me? Are you all underestimating me, or overestimating Vivian? I don't want to hear this kind of talk anymore. Everything he suffered today was his own choice."In this moment, Sarah's coldness fully erupted. She was no longer indifferent or dismissive, because she simply couldn't ignore the pain in her heart.Mia hadn't expected Sarah to say such things today. She held Sarah's hand sympathetically. "Sarah, I'm sorry. It's because I wasn't thinking. I shouldn't have said those things that upset you."When emotions reach their breaking point, they tend to explode, but often calm down shortly after the outburst.Sarah had regained her composure. She shook her head with a bitter smile. "This isn't your fault. Since the doctor is he
They both looked at Zachary. Sarah frowned slightly and asked uncertainly, "Are you sure the two of us can lift him?"Mia paused for a moment, then pressed the drain button. In less than five minutes, all the cold water had drained from the tub.Zachary had a towel wrapped around his lower half, but it could easily fall off. Sarah first found a bathrobe in the closet, and together with Mia, they struggled to put it on him."Zachary, wake up!"Sarah didn't smell any alcohol on Zachary, so she determined he probably hadn't been drinking, but for some reason had passed out.She used all her strength to pull on Zachary's arm, trying to lift him up.Ten minutes later, when Steven arrived, Zachary was still in the bathtub."Miss Sanders, Miss Reynolds, let me handle this." He walked in with a man in a suit and lifted Zachary to the bed without much effort.He said to the suited man, "Doctor, please examine him."Only then did Sarah realize that Steven had brought a doctor. They waite
Sarah couldn't say much, since she hadn't seen either the truth or the evidence herself.But seeing how hurt Mia looked, she placed her hand on the girl's shoulder and said gently, "Though I don't know exactly what happened or what truth and evidence you're talking about, you should trust your brother. When we were in West Ridge, his reaction after learning the truth wasn't much better than yours. His eyes were filled with shock."She paused before continuing, "Now that you know the truth, you both clearly understand what you need to do. Isn't it better to see things clearly rather than remain in the dark?"At least they wouldn't need to keep guessing or lie awake night after night.Mia nodded gravely, then asked with confusion, "Sarah, my brother hasn't told you about it?"Sarah smiled faintly and shook her head. "If he wanted me to know, he would tell me himself.""Sarah, whatever decision my brother makes, I believe he would never hurt you. Just like you told me, we can trust h
When the call connected again, Sarah asked impatiently, "Zachary! What exactly do you want? You seem to have forgotten your position. Do I need to remind you?""Sasa, why do I see you everywhere but can't touch you?" he asked in confusion.Clearly, Sarah had no idea what Zachary was talking about. She thought he was playing games with her. "You're the marvellous Mr. Reynolds,Vivian's fiancé. Have you forgotten your engagement ceremony is just a week away?"Zachary frowned deeply. He knew that, but at this moment, he didn't want to think about any of it.He didn't respond. Sarah felt a moment of frustration. She was tired of being dragged into Vivian's schemes and tired of the things Zachary always refused to say.Beep, beep, beep! Zachary lowered the phone dejectedly. She had hung up again.He called back, but no one answered. Panicking, he dialed several more times. On the third attempt, she finally picked up."Zachary! If you call again, I'm going to block you on my phone." Z
He never imagined Vivian would dare do such a thing. Drugging someone's drink was despicable behavior. He never thought the normally proud Vivian would stoop to this level.He weakly held onto the car door, took a deep breath, and dug his right hand hard into his thigh. The intense pain brought him a moment of clarity.But this brief lucidity only allowed him to make the most rational decision. He could clearly feel the burning heat throughout his body, as if thousands of ants were crawling all over him.When they finally reached Void Bay, the driver looked at Zachary's condition with concern. "Mr. Reynolds, should I take you to the hospital instead?"Zachary refused with a cold stare. "Not necessary."He knew with certainty that if he appeared at a hospital tonight, tomorrow's trending news would definitely be about his hospital visit. At this stage, he couldn't afford to openly start fire with Vivian.He looked weakly at the driver. "Help me inside."If he couldn't stay calm no