Jane's POV.The drive to the court was quiet. John was driving steadily, not in a rush. And then it happened. How it happened, I still couldn't understand it. The car just capsided. Not just our car, a lot of cars were jammed with each other, most of them damaged badly. John was injured, a cut deep in his left leg, bleeding profusely. And me? I was alright, except I felt light, and a scratch grazed my left hand. We were rushed to the nearest hospital by the parademics in an ambulance. I was fine by the time I got to the hospital, but since they all think I'm Adrian Blackwood's wife, they forced me on priority care. "You go nowhere," Adrian's voice rang in the space between us. "You just got involved in an accident, how can you leave immediately?"I scoffed, "like you care." "I do!" He retorted. Of course, for one sole reason— his child. I ignored him, straightened my robe, picked up my wig and bag from the bed, ready to leave. Adrian rose from the bed where he sat, facing me w
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