Just as we reached an impasse, a flash of lightning split the sky, followed by a deafening clap of thunder. Asher turned to the window, worry etched on his face.
"I left Dorothy behind to find you," he said, frustration lacing his voice. "She’s terrified of thunder. Don’t be so ungrateful."
His patience was wearing thin as he yanked me toward the door.
As we moved through the hotel lobby, curious onlookers pointed and recorded us, eager to share the spectacle online.
Breaking news: The president of Reed Enterprises is about to get married—and he’s caught entangled with his mistress in a hotel!
The rumors spread like wildfire. I gritted my teeth against the sharp pain in my lower abdomen, beads of sweat forming on my forehead, but Asher remained oblivious to my distress.
After he shoved me into the car and started the engine, a chilling drop of rain splattered against the window.
Midway through our drive, Asher’s phone rang—it was Dorothy. The sound of her sobs filled the car as he answered.
“Asher, I’m in the hospital. I cut my finger.”
“I wanted to make you a midnight snack, but I wasn’t careful… Am I really that useless?”
“Asher, I’m scared of the thunder. Where are you?”
“Don’t be afraid. I’ll be there soon!”
As Asher heard about her injury, panic surged through him, and he slammed on the brakes, his heart racing. Suddenly, the car jolted forward, and the violent impact knocked him dizzy.
The force tore her wound open further, blood seeping from her lower body and soaking through her white dress, turning it crimson. Yet, in his frantic concern for Dorothy, Asher remained oblivious to her distress.
With an expressionless face, he yanked her out of the car. “Get out. Walk back by yourself. I need to get to the hospital.”
I glanced around, taking in the deserted mountain road that loomed around us, cloaked in darkness and filled with an unsettling quiet.
“Asher, it’s late at night, and it’s about to rain. Can you please—”
“No, you figure it out yourself.”
He didn’t give me a chance to respond, throwing his words at me like daggers before slamming the accelerator and speeding away.
As the taillights vanished into the night, my eyes brimmed with mist, uncertain if it was rain or tears that blurred my vision. I stumbled along the dark mountain road, each step dragging my bleeding body forward. My heart ached like a knife twisting deeper, pain radiating through my exhausted limbs.