NovelEnglishChapter 268 The car slammed into the stone bridge, its hood shattering into pieces, the windshield cracking open, and shards of glass embedding themselves into Henrik's back.
"Henrik!" Flora's voice trembled uncontrollably, a strong scent of blood invading her nostrils.
"Flora... Im okay..." Henrik managed a weak smile, trying to reassure Flora.
Around them, the screams of onlookers filled the air. Henrik's voice was barely a whisper, more breath than sound.
The car was precariously perched on the bridge, nearly plunging into the raging river below.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFirefighters arrived quickly, using tools to pull the car back onto solid ground.
The car door was jammed, so the firefighters had to blast it off.
Flora helped Henrik out of the car, and once they were out of the cramped vehicle, Henrik's injuries becpainfully visible.
Flora's eyes widened in horror at his blood-soaked back.
From a distance, Carina watched Flora, safe and sound, her eyes filled with rage.
She had risked everything, yet Flora remained unharmed, not a scratch on her.
Why? Connor and Raul rushed into the hospital room.
"Flora, how are you? Are you hurt anywhere?" They asked anxiously as soon as they entered. Upon learning of Flora's accident, they had hurried over.
"Henrik protected me, so I wasn't hurt," Flora said. "But he's badly injured." "It's just superficial wounds," Henrik, lying in the hospital bed, said helplessly.
His injuries appeared severe, but fortunately, they were mostly superficial, none of the glass shards had penetrated deep enough to reach the bone. With smedication and a few days of rest, he would recover.
It hadn't been long since Henrik's last surgery, and now he was injured again. Raul, worried, quickly went to consult the doctor. Only when the doctor assured them that there was nothing serious did Raul's heavy heart finally lighten.
Flora's phone wouldn't stop buzzing. She stepped into the corridor, pulling out her phone, messages from Crimson and the others flooding in.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmCrimson: [Babe, how are you? Is it serious? I'm firing up the chopper and heading back to Cedarvale now!] Rafael: [Flora, how did you end up in an accident out of the blue! If you're not replying, it must be serious! I'm on my way!] Jules: [Flora, I'm coming. Just wait for me.] Besides them, other executives from Club 257, hearing about Flora's accident, were beside themselves with worry. One by one, they were ready to board their private jets to Cedarvale.
If they came, Cedarvale would truly be in for a storm.
Flora, holding her phone in one hand, typed.
F: (I'm not injured. Don't chere.]
Her message only intensified the group's activity, all expressing their concern and unwillingness to stand down. Flora found a mirror, took a full-body photo, and posted it in the group chat.
This group, each influential enough to shake their respective industries with a mere stomp, now scrutinized Flora's photo on their phones, checking for any injuries. The content. is on novelenglish.net! After posting, Flora pocketed her phone, ignoring them further.
"There's something fishy about this incident." Connor approached her, stating.
Flora showed no surprise, as if she had anticipated this. Leaning against the wall her eyes slightly downturned Fitha N with a hint of coldness, "What did you find out?" X
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