Escape

Clutching her bag tighter, she staggered back into the street. Suddenly the world became to blur, the cars zoomed too fast. The noise and chatter dimmed in the background, everywhere went blurry. Someone bumped into her. She saw them, their faces were blurred.

“What's with her”,

“She must be homeless, look at her dress”, their voices sounded miles away. 

She held her head as a piercing high pitched frequency rang in her head. She closed her eyes trying to forget it all. Trying to find herself in the midst of the storm in her mind. She staggered into the road, her entire body was shaking from fear. She did not see the car until it was too late. The last thing she saw was the blinding headlights of the car.

The car's tires screeched loudly after hitting her. A man leapt out immediately followed by his driver. Jayden Dela Torre's heart stopped at the sight of the frail woman lying in the road unconscious, a baby wailing in her arms. He rushed to the woman and checked her, she was soaked in blood. Navie's head spun, she felt herself soaked in her own blood.

“Is this it? Is this the end?”, she thought. She stared at the blue sky, her breath started to become shallow, darkness began to blur the blue sky. 

 “Hello? Hey? Can you hear me?”, 

“Quick! Open the car door ”, he yelled at the driver.

 At the operating room, doctors confirmed she had lost dangerous amounts of blood.

“She needs an urgent transfusion,” a nurse ran to meet Theodore as he entered the operating room.

 “But her blood type is rare.”

Theodore was surprised when he saw her blood type, he ran back to Jayden. 

“Navie needs a blood transfusion urgently...”, 

“You know her name?”, Jayden interrupted.

“You both have the same blood type, there's no time to explain, come!”. 

Hours later, Theodore sighed in relief, Jayden was beside him. 

Something gnawed at Jayden as he watched the fragile woman in the bed, her face pale, her features strangely familiar. When Theodore said they have the same blood type, his blood ran cold. Could it be…? He dared to imagine the impossible but not many people shared the same blood type with him. 

Impossible. His sister had been declared dead years ago.

“I think I deserve an explanation”, he said turning to Theodore.

Theodore nodded. Hours later, his world shattered again after learning of her ordeal. They agreed to do an DNA test just to clear their doubts but their doubts got confirmed instead.

She was his lost sister. 

He clenched his fists, “I will take him pay for this”. 

“No. Take her far away Jayden. Protect her, she was given a new life the moment you hit her with your car.”

Whoever had driven her to this state would pay. Jayden turned to Theodore and clasped his hand in gratitude. 

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The police had scoured every street and alley, every hospital and morgue. Reid had mandated them to find his wife at all costs. All they could find that night was a mangled car and a woman unrecognizable. They searched for Navie throughout the day only to stumble upon a severe car accident in the location where Navie was last caught by a street CCTV. 

The accident was too terrible. 

They assumed it was Navie. No one was more happy more than Bianca. 

Reid was devastated, he felt a part of him die when the commissioner called him about his wife's death.

Meanwhile the hospital called Reid. 

“Mr Sandoval, congratulations. One of your babies survived. Apparently, one of our nurses here took care of her without our knowledge. We are so sorry for just informing you now”.

Navie was soon declared dead. Bella had called George the moment Navie got back from the hospital and they learnt she lost her babies. The old man took his private jet back home immediately, he was still on the flight when he received the news that Navie divorced Reid and ran away.

 “Well done,” Bianca whispered into the phone, praising the hit-and-run driver. 

“It was perfectly executed”, she laughed.

“You took care of Navie excellently. And the child that went with her? Icing on the cake. I will send you the balance and even add a bonus.” The call ended. 

"Oh what a relief”, 

Her relief was short-lived. Behind her, George's cold eyes pierced through her.

“You...You...You evil witch! You just wait and watch what I will do to you”, he said pointing his walking stick at her, shaking in anger.

 Bianca dropped her phone in shock, George turned away. He closed the door and left the room in anger. 

Before she could react, panic overtook her. She ran after him, just as he reached the stairs she shoved him down the grand staircase, hearing the sickening thud echo through the mansion. 

Bianca stood at the top of the stairs shaking uncontrollably. 

“T–This is for us.....I did it to protect Reid. Yes ...Yes....That old man needed to rest anyways”, she said trying to convince herself and sprinted back to the bedroom.

 She grabbed Vida and ran outside pretending she had merely heard a noise. Terrified screams from the workers echoed downstairs through the mansion immediately. 

At the hospital, Reid's mind went numb. He had believed his father had fallen, fatally. But what Bianca didn't expect was that George had survived though the old man was now in a coma, teetering between life and death.

Bianca, meanwhile, held Vida close, her trump card. She cradled the baby. Vida was her alibi when George fell down the stairs, she had pretended she was attending to Vida when George "slipped". Bella wasn't in the mansion at that time.

No matter how harsh the old man had been, Reid still loved his father. George has always liked Navie, he loved Navie more than Reid. He took her side and scolded him everytime. He suddenly wished the old man was still yelling at him right now but he lay on the bed unconscious, in a coma. He clenched his fist.