Emergency Lane: Blocked by the MobMy wife, Lilian Barton, loves me more than life itself. She has spent the past eight years working hard with me just so she can get pregnant with my child.
Our son, Wesley Carson, needs immediate medical attention because of an asthma attack. On my way to the hospital, I accidentally crash into the wedding procession of a mafia leader.
Wesley, who's barely a month old, is hurled to the ground, causing him to bleed everywhere.
But that's when I see Lilian, who has an arm wrapped around the groom in the car. She tells a subordinate, "What bad luck! Not only is my wedding being interrupted, but there's also blood being spilled on my wedding day! Just kill that little bastard already!"
Lilian outright ignores Wesley's cries of pain.
Before she leaves, I hear her murmur, "Cover his mouth. That baby's cries are so annoying."