My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

Chapter 1939

I rushed towards the driver seat. I laid down on the ground and swept the broken glasses away. "Irvin, are you alright!?" I cried out.

His head was bleeding and his eyes were blank. He opened his mouth but didn't say anything. He blinked his eyes as if he had recognized me and then passed out.

I took out my phone and quickly dialed 911. "Help! I need an ambulance, I have an injured person here, the address is..."

Fortunately, the accident wasn't far from the city, and the ambulance was able to arrive in less than ten minutes.

Irvin was rushed to the operating room as soon as we arrived at the hospital. I waited outside and paced about the corridor anxiously.

Two hours later, the red light above the operating room went out, and the doctor pushed the door open.

I immediately stood up and asked, "Doctor, is the patient's injury serious?"

"The airbag protected him from the crash and he only had some external injuries. The surgery went well and we've stitched up his wounds. But well need to keep him in the hospital for now to observe his condition."

I breathed out a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, doctor."

Soon, Irvin was pushed out on a bed by a nurse. The anesthetic hadn't worn off yet, so he was still dazed.

over and gently called out to him,

a little but he

the ward, I began to contact his

only child and his parents were no longer around. Apart from that, I

be another version of myself,

at this very moment, I actually felt a bit

days later, Irvin regained

some soup

me feed him. He said jokingly, "You're

nothing compared to you. At that moment of life

that critical moment, the car was going fast enough to cause severe injuries to the driver, more so than the passenger. But he didn't think of himself, instead he

myself if I

his soup. He then leaned against the bed and closed his eyes to

of guilt immediately overwhelmed me again. I whispered, "Thank God you're... if not, I would

smiled as he thought about this for a while and said, "In that case, no matter what I say now, you'll forgive me,

while I tried my best

smiling and said calmly, "We're not engaged." At this moment, I regretted looking into his eyes so

most was that he had deceived me, but I couldn't blame him. Instead, I lowered my head and avoided his gaze, "Okay, now I know." "You don't need to hold it in if you're angry. Or is it that you don't want