My Accidental Husband is a Billionaire

Ryan stared ahead, his expression grim.

He had already checked the car—its brakes were completely non-functional, and it was a sports car, which was speeding up rapidly and impossible to stop now.

There was no saving it...

Even with the situation analyzed, Ryan maintained his composure as he turned to Ellie. "What did you have for breakfast this morning?"

With tears streaming down her face and panic etched on her features, Ellie blinked at him, clearly confused. "What did you say, Ryan?"

"I asked if you had breakfast."

"It's the middle of a crisis! Why are you asking about food?" She gasped, "We're going too fast to make that turn…!"

"So, you did eat?" Ryan pressed, his tone steady.

"Yeah, I did."

"Good. At least you won't be starving when you die."

"..."

Hearing this, Ellie's tears flowed even more freely. "But I don't want to die! I don't want to die!" she sobbed.

You can swim. When we

might not make it! You're a better swimmer than I am! I should steer. You jump!" Ellie

someone needed to control the steering wheel at that speed. If they both jumped at the same time, the car

handing her

to her insistence, "I'm your brother; I need to protect

life; I can't let you take my place!" Ellie was

sighed. "Alright, if you jump, it's likely a

"...Ryan, is dying painful?"

"When the body experiences severe trauma, it releases dopamine, which helps dull the pain during emergencies. If the car crashes, we'll probably die very quickly, so we won't even feel

silence, her eyes

said, tears cascading down her cheeks.

bizarre conversation continued in the car, while outside, a group at

a blur, almost a flash, leaving them

wouldn't be able

car fishtail around a corner, nearly flipping

switched places with Ellie to take the wheel, if he hadn't had any experience with racing, they wouldn't have made it

Selena gasped in disbelief.

brow and rushed to the driver's seat

going to save them! I get it; if you rescue them, we can continue our partnership,

Erin, Keira pushed her hand

out of the car!" Erin shouted, pounding on the door. "The South family's prophecies are never wrong! If it says there'll be an accident at ten o'clock, then there will be! If you