Novel & Cerita Harley And Katya Accident

She looked at Dean frantically, making him who couldn't hear the conversation frown in confusion. "What is it?" Dean asked curiously. Kat turned around, leaving him alone, causing him to chase after her curiously. The man finally caught up to her, grabbed her by the arm and frowned even more when he saw her flowing tears. “Kat? What's wrong?” Kat turned her face away. "Take me to the hospital now. Adrian has an accident!" ***

"You've worked hard." Hazel glanced at her and said carefully, "Ms. Lewis, I'm really sorry about the incident at Fortress Club. I really didn't do it on purpose, but I know that it was because of me. I'm glad you didn't get hurt." Grace felt conflicted. "I'm fine. Let's talk about this in future." Hazel nodded and focused on driving. When they reached the scene of the car accident, they saw smoke coming out of a car, while there was a motorbike fallen on the ground beside it.

In the Bedroom Cynthia knelt down and carefully helped Harley into a fresh change of clothes. She gently pressed a bandage onto the scrape on his little hand. "Tell Mommy," she said softly, though her voice was tight with tension, "how did Vicky fall into the lake?" Harley lowered his head, twisting his fingers nervously. "It was my fault... I wanted to climb the railing to see the lake. Vicky lifted me up... then the wood suddenly broke..." His voice trailed off, barely audible. "She fell in..."

“You’ll definitely benefit from this good news. It’s said that Yelena’s uncle got into a car accident and died amidst rescue in the hospital. The Chases have suppressed the news, so even the media doesn’t know about it.” Katrina was astonished and froze on the bed. “You… What did you just say?” Katrina was shocked and could not believe it was true. Maizie walked to the bed, bent forward slightly, and looked at her. “I got this piece of news from Mr. Zhivkov, so I’m pretty sure it’s true.” Katrina grasped her blanket tightly. She did not expect that the heir of the Chases had run into a car accident. ‘Oh, God is almighty and, more importantly, fair. He actually wants to help me at this moment

“I have no business with you, Harley. Step aside.” “You have no business with me, but you will destroy the man who just lost his child. You’re vengeful because Jonathan is in a coma due to Edgar’s careless subordinate’s bullet, and now you want to do the same? Edgar didn’t even get to make beautiful memories with his child,” Harley said emotionally. Fredrick paused. And in that moment, distant sirens wailed. Soon after, armored vehicles arrived from the harbor. Someone leaked this location. Fredrick growled, lowering his pistol in frustration.

... "Katy, are you there?" Xavier checked the phone, "Katy? Hello?" *Click* the call got disconnected and his face contorted in a frown. He contemplated dialing her line again when Maggie walked in. "What happened?" "Anderson was involved in a car accident, Katy just called to tell me." "What?" Maggie grimaced, "goodness! He just rounded up a business meeting in Spain, it was aired on TV. The casualty must have happened on his way back. This is horrible news."

I hurried down the stairs, pausing when Graham appeared in the door. He was pale, his face drawn. “Katy, we have to go.” My stomach dropped at the tremor in his voice. “Graham?” I asked, my voice shaking. The fear and worry in his eyes were blatant. He gripped my shoulders. “There’s been an accident. We need to go to the hospital.” “The-the hospital?” I repeated, unable to grasp what he meant, even though I had heard what he said. “It’s Richard and Brad.” His voice shook. “It’s bad, Katy. We have to go now.”

The flight of stairs seemed never-ending, the clinical smell of the hospital saturating his senses. His heart raced emphatically, desperate to reach Kate. She had finally answered his call, her voice trembling explaining the situation. Paloma and Heath had been in a car accident. She couldn’t say much else, her words trailing off into soft weeps. Colton had wanted to pick her up, to be the one to comfort her, but she told him Dylan was picking up Florence and would drive her to the hospital.

Harper was curled up in the corner chair, her hands wrapped around a coffee cup that had likely gone cold. “You’re awake,” Harper breathed, standing immediately to come closer. “Thank God.” Theo leaned in. His hand found mine, warm and solid. “You scared the hell out of us.” I opened my mouth, but only a rasp came out. “Water?” Theo poured from the jug and brought the cup to my lips, his movements gentle. After a few sips, I cleared my throat. “What… happened?” “You were hit by a motorcycle when you pushed Tomas out of the way,” Harper said quietly. “It came out of nowhere.”

I couldn’t see any marks, but I knew she had them. A week later, Holgate called to tell us that Artem had called 9-1-1. Katiya was dead. He admitted he had strangled his wife, but accidentally. He told them that they were having sex and it got a little out of hand. He was arrested and charged with the murder, but all the evidence he had planted, made it look like an accident. He was found not guilty of murder and was free to go.