Chapter: 616
He tried to rein in his frustration. "Alicia, stop playing games with me. I don't have time to coddle you right now."
Alicia let out a quiet, bitter laugh.
She drew in a deep breath and ended the call, holding onto what little pride she had left for both of them.
The road was slick with ice, and the taxi crawled forward. The driver warned her, "Ma'am, hold on. This road is dangerous. Lots of accidents happen here."
Alicia nodded in response.
Moments later, a car beside them lost control and veered directly into their path.
A deafening crash echoed around them.
The taxi spun, skidded, and flipped over. Alicia's vision darkened, and a loud ringing filled her ears.
Trapped in the cramped space, Alicia felt searing pain coursing through her body. She couldn't tell exactly where the injuries were.
Sirens wailed around her, echoing in the night.
Her head throbbed, and dizziness overwhelmed her. After some passersby pulled her from the wreckage, she found herself sitting on the roadside.
Her vision blurred, and her heart raced.
A voice called out, "Ma'am? Can you hear me?"
She barely managed to open her eyes, struggling to focus. It took what felt like forever before the man's face came into view.
He waved his hand at her and asked, “Are you alright?"
Alicia nodded and lowered her gaze to assess her injuries.
She felt so numb from the cold that she couldn't tell if her Limbs were still intact. Panic crept in as she wondered if she had lost an arm or leg.
The man beside her said, "Your calf is injured, but it doesn't seem too bad. I've already contacted your emergency number. He's coming to get you."
Alicia processed the words slowly, trying to make sense of them. "My emergency contact?"
"Yes, the person listed as your emergency contact."
Alicia froze for a moment.
The man was talking about Caden.
Before she could say anything, the man quickly added, “Take care. There are more people who need help, and I have to assist them."
Alicia nodded faintly, unsure of how to feel.
She didn't want to face Caden, but the pounding in her head left her too weak to make the call herself.
Without thinking, she wrapped her arms tightly around her body, trying to cover her bleeding calf.
All of a sudden, her phone buzzed.
She accepted the call, and Caden's voice came through clearly. "How are you?"
Her voice was hoarse as she responded, “I'm fine. It's just a minor injury."
"I've already called the police. They'll come to get you soon. Yolanda took the wrong medication, and her condition is critical. I need to return to the hospital now," Caden said.