CHAPTER 115: CHAPTER 115 ACCIDENT

In her mind, she ran through the subway routes again.

Charles Seymour confirmed that the journey wouldn’t be too exhausting, and only then did he agree.

The next day, after breakfast, Charles Seymour left first by car, while Sophie Wilson dawdled until after nine o’clock before heading out.

If she took the subway, she needed to transfer once. However, thinking about the spicy duck wings sold outside the subway station... Sophie Wilson didn’t hesitate to exit the station during the transfer to make her purchase.

Duck wings, duck necks, duck collarbones... and some spiced tofu, hmm... originally, Sophie Wilson just wanted to buy a little bit, unable to control her cravings.

In the end, when checking out, she ended up with two large bags.

Sophie Wilson glanced at them, feeling a bit dumbfounded—did she buy too much?

But who cares? If she couldn’t finish them, she could share with him.

Thinking of the two of them gnawing on duck necks together... pfft... Sophie Wilson couldn’t help but laugh; Charles Seymour doing something so down-to-earth really didn’t match his overall demeanor.

In a good mood, she was carrying her bags and heading back to the subway station when a sudden scream pierced the air: "Thief!" Then, a woman was violently shoved into the road.

The woman, who stumbled onto the road unexpectedly, caused the oncoming car to honk crazily and brake.

But the distance was too short; there was no time.

The people on the roadside gasped in horror, some even closed their eyes out of fear, unable to bear witnessing a tragedy.

When Clarissa Taylor was pushed into the middle of the road, her mind went blank. The car horn sounded like a death knell from the Netherworld, draining all the blood from her body.

Instinctively, she closed her eyes, her entire body rising into the air.

Yet, apart from the burning pain in her arm, it seemed... nothing else was amiss.

"Oh my, thank goodness!"

"You must thank that young lady properly!"

The chatter from people around finally brought Clarissa Taylor back to her senses. She discovered she was lying on the ground while the crowd surrounded a young woman in her twenties, praising her repeatedly.

Recalling the feeling of the impact... Clarissa Taylor finally realized that it wasn’t the car that hit her. It was the young lady who pushed her out of harm’s way at the critical moment.

"It’s okay, really... no problem..." The enthusiasm of the onlookers left Sophie Wilson feeling a bit embarrassed.

Witnessing the situation, she acted purely on instinct, rushing over to give a shove.

She hadn’t expected her actions to be so swift, not only pushing the person away but also remaining unharmed herself.

"Thank you, miss!" Clarissa Taylor squeezed into the crowd, shakily expressing her gratitude.

She was still in shock, and her voice trembled as she spoke.

"I’m fine, ma’am, no need to be formal." Sophie Wilson smiled, soothing the still-trembling Clarissa Taylor. Observing her pale face, she suggested, "Ma’am, how about going to the hospital for a check-up?"

Clarissa Taylor nodded, and Sophie Wilson promptly hailed a car to head to the hospital.

On the way, she calmed the utterly frightened Clarissa Taylor, and they exchanged names and contact information. Upon arriving at the hospital, Sophie Wilson helped her register and proceed with the check-up.

After getting her scraped arm bandaged, additional checks were to be conducted.

Clarissa Taylor was still worried and insisted that Sophie Wilson get checked as well. Although there appeared to be no injuries, what if there were internal injuries?

Unable to refuse Clarissa Taylor’s kind gesture, Sophie Wilson agreed to get checked too.

Just as she was about to have an X-ray, her phone rang. Sophie Wilson answered and said, "I can’t come over now; I was almost hit by a car on the way and am getting checked at the hospital. Huh? Oh, alright, I’m at..."