NovelEnglishZephyr's move was a real stroke of genius, pulling the rug out from under them. Rosalind couldn't help but feel a secret thrill, though she kept her face neutral.
"It's my fault, really," she said, "I've overworked you. Once we're back, you should just rest." Lysander didn't say a word, and Rosalind, picking up on the cue, fell silent as well.
Thalassa had already turned down Callum, insisting she didn't need a ride from him. But he was adamant about taking her home.
It was her own fault for not driving today. Thinking she might indulge in a few drinks, she had opted for a cab ride to avoid driving under the influence. Little did she know, this would becCallum's excuse to offer her a ride back.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSitting in the backseat, Thalassa watched the scenery flash by in reverse through the window.
Callum, behind the wheel, occasionally glanced at her through the rear-view mirror. Noting her melancholic gaze out the window and the furrow in her brow, he said, "It's been three years, but you seem even thinner than before." His words, floating in the quiet of the car, pulled Thalassa back to the moment. She blinked, her eyelashes fluttering slightly, and replied, "I'm about the same, actually. But you, you've recovered well, looking even more dashing." "Thanks for the compliment," Callum said, a smile in his eyes. "How are things with you and Lysander?" "It's... the same," Thalassa replied instinctively, turning her gaze back to the window, reluctant to delve into her relationship with Lysander.
Suddenly, Callum hit the brakes hard, causing Thalassa to lurch forward. She quickly steadied herself against the seat, asking worriedly, "What happened?" "There's been an accident up ahead. The road's blocked," Callum explained.
Looking ahead, Thalassa saw that a car had hit a pedestrian, who now lay on the ground, while the driver had stopped and was trying to negotiate with the injured party. However, the negotiation wasn't going smoothly, causing a traffic jam.
With Callum's car coming to a halt, a line of vehicles behind them also stopped.
NOW PLAY YOUR FAVOURITE GAMES ON EPICPLA The driver tried to reason with the person on the ground, offering to take them to the hospital for a comprehensive check-up and cover all medical expenses. However, the person refused to get up, demanding money instead.
The sound of car horns filled the air.
Finally, a passenger from the accident vehicle stepped out, approached the person on the ground, and said, "Ma'am, my driver has already offered to take you to the hospital for a full check-up. We'll cover any medical costs. Why are you still lying here?" "I won't go to the hospital. Just givefifty thousand in cash, and I'll check myself. How do I know you're not in cahoots with the doctors? They might say I'm fine. Then, if I get sick later, who do I turn to?" The person on the ground was a woman, her voice loud and clear despite her disheveled and dirty appearance. Her face smeared with dirt, making it hard to identify her, but her voice was unmistakably feminine.
"Doesn't look like you're hurt that badly to warrant fifty thousand, does it?" the passenger retorted.
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Through the car window, Thalassa could see clearly that the passenger ΟΠ was Rosalind! Sax the Find website on Gøøgl" to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. So, it was Rosalind's car that had hit someone! Could Lysander be in the car too? Thalassa's gaze shifted to the front, spotting a sleek black limousine. Lysander had to be in the back seat.
Concerned about his well-being, especially with his already fragile health, Thalassa didn't want anym trouble that might hinder his recovery. Having looked after Lysander for three years to help him regain his health, she couldn't afford any setbacks now.
Thalassa opened the car door and stepped out, approaching the woman injured, on the ground. "You say you're m right? Then let's follow the proper procedure. We'll call the police to handle the accident and dia an ambulance to take you to the hospital. These are official numbers; there's no conspiracy." With that, Thalassa took out her phone, ready to make the call.
"Don't call!" the woman on the ground suddenly stood up, grabbing Thalassa's phone to stop her.
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