Michael Symon Wife Accident Novels & Stories

I won't be alone," Millie answered as she looked over my shoulder. I turned around and noticed an elderly couple coming toward us. They looked around with concern on their faces. Then they saw my wife and rushed to us. " What happened?" The woman spoke first, embracing Millie. " Gabi had an accident. She was driving my car. I do not know what happened, but I am so sorry," Millie burst into tears again. " Honey, it was not your fault, " the woman caressed my wife's hair, and I could feel my heart shatter. Both women stood in silence, sobbing together. We almost jumped when the door to the operation room opened. The doctor came out, and it did not help that his apron was covered in blood, and

Luca asked. I didn’t wait. I swiped and put the phone to my ear. “Hello?” “Am I speaking with Mrs Eliza West?” a female voice asked in a no-nonsense tone. It took me a moment to realize she had said West instead of Monroe. “Uh, yeah? Yes?” I said warily, conscious of Luca’s curious gaze on my face. Her next words made my breath seize in my chest. In a flash, my world turned blank and dark. “Your husband, Mr Atlas West, had a serious accident and was rushed to our hospital a few minutes ago. If you could…”

POV: Emerald It was just past noon when my phone rang. I’d been in my home studio, tracing silver wire over a rough-cut gemstone, half-lost in the rhythm of design, when Reid’s name flashed across the screen. I answered on the second ring, still holding my pliers. “Yes?” There was no preamble. “Michael’s been in a car accident.” The world fell silent. I froze, every muscle tensing. “What?” “Rear-ended by a delivery truck. Downtown. It was bad. They had to cut the door open. He’s conscious, but his leg’s broken and there’s a possible concussion. He’s being taken to Saint Elias now.”

“So you’re telling me… Mia’s my twin. My family. And the Thompsons killed our parents?” “Yes,” Darren answered firmly. “And I swear to you, Michael, I won’t let them touch her again.” Michael opened his mouth to respond, but Darren’s phone buzzed sharply against the desk. He frowned and picked it up. “This is Preston—” The voice on the other end was frantic. “Mr. Preston! It’s the hospital. Mia Thompson—your wife—she’s been in an accident. A truck hit her. She’s in critical condition. You need to come immediately.”

Ryan's POV My world collapsed with a single phone call. "Mr. Blackwood, there's been an accident at the estate. Your wife has fallen down the stairs. She's bleeding heavily..." Simon's usually composed voice cracked with urgency. I felt the blood drain from my face. The boardroom full of executives faded into a blur around me. "Where is she now?" I demanded, already on my feet, knocking over my chair with a crash that silenced the room. "They're rushing her to Metropolitan General. Maya is with her in the ambulance."

I said firmly. *** Everyone agreed, especially Bianca. She even leaned closer and whispered that my future husband was a monster. I simply looked at her indifferently. I was not afraid because I had lived with monsters in this house for twenty-five years. Who would have thought that the very next day, I would be forcibly picked up by a group of men in black suits? They took me into a luxurious car without telling me where we were going. Last night, I had searched for information about my future husband on the internet. Samuel De Leon, a thirty-five-year-old man who had suffered a tragic accident three years ago. Rumors said he was completely paralyzed, and his face had been destroyed like a

I had just arrived at the office when I received a call from one of my wife's colleagues. "Mr. Brooks, we haven't been able to reach Dr. Lawson at all," he said urgently. "Her younger brother has suffered a sudden heart attack and needs immediate cardiac surgery. Can you get in touch with her?" The moment I heard something had happened to my brother-in-law, I forgot all about work and rushed straight to the hospital. On the way, I kept calling my wife again and again, but she never answered.

Yet somehow, it made her blood run cold. "Ma'am Sophia Gonzaga?" Her grip tightened around the phone. "Yes?" There was a brief pause. Then came the words that made her world stop. "I'm calling from St. Matthew Medical Center." Sophia's heartbeat accelerated instantly. A sense of dread flooded her body. "Your husband has been involved in a serious car accident." The air left her lungs. Her eyes widened. The phone nearly slipped from her hand and her knees weakened beneath her. The doctor continued speaking on the other end of the line but Sophia couldn't hear a single word because only one sentence echoed endlessly inside her mind.

a voice on the other end asked. “Yes,” Hazel replied, her stomach sinking. “This is Officer Grant. Your husband has been in an accident. He’s been taken to St. Mark’s Hospital. You need to come immediately.” Hazel’s legs nearly gave out. Simon caught her, his face darkening as he realized the severity of the situation. “Let’s go,” he said firmly, leading her toward the car he called a bodyguard to bring for them. Hazel’s hands trembled as she whispered to herself, “Please, Alex. Please be okay.”

He spun around to head back downstairs, but his movement rustled a stack of papers, which fluttered through the air and scattered across the floor. Ten stitches on the shoulder, a 104 degrees Fahrenheit fever, and severe wound infection. As the medical terms flashed before his eyes, he finally realized that I had been seriously injured in the car crash. No wonder my face had been so pale. No wonder I had looked so weak and battered. But when his eyes locked onto the final page lying on the floor, his pupils dilated in shock. "A divorce… agreement?" My signature was on it, and so was his. A wave of panic finally hit him.