True Love Waits

Chapter 306 The Car Crash

Debbie gloated, "Of course. Now you know how powerful Kasie's backup is. You'd better treasure her."

When the lights turned red and the car stopped, Emmett turned back to look at Carlos and Debbie. "You're such a heartless couple," he complained. "I should tell Kasie to stay away from you two." "Kasie always puts her friends first. Even though you are her boyfriend, she still loves me the most," Debbie retorted.

As the lights turned green again, Emmett looked straight ahead and concerned himself more with driving. "Mr. Huo, see how Mrs. Huo wants to bully me around?" he grumbled.

Stealing an affectionate look at Debbie, Carlos wanted to lean closer and give her a peck on the cheek.

But just then, a sharp blaring horn interrupted him. Instinctively, Debbie snuggled close and grabbed at him, her hands shaking like aspen leaves. Ahead, she could see the oncoming 24-wheeler truck. The truck driver had overtaken from the wrong side of the road and was hurtling like a maniac, dead in their lane.

Reacting to the looming danger, Emmett swirled the wheel to the right. "Mr. and Mrs. Huo, a truck running the red light! Be careful!" he shouted in a panicked voice.

Meanwhile, Carlos turned and pushed Debbie down in the back seat. He held her tight in his arms as he shielded her with his body.

It all happened so fast. The next thing they heard was a deafening noise, and an impact that left Debbie with harrowing pain in the limbs.

The anguished groans of Emmett and Carlos alarmed her all the more. Although Carlos was shaken to the core, he said something, trying to assure her. "Honey... I love you..." he mumbled.

But soon, her head went blank. For a moment, she was as deaf as a doorknob.

Outside, it was total mayhem. As onlookers screamed and cursed in distress, more cars knocked and piled up, brakes squeaking and horns blaring.

In the car, Carlos, as if in a spasm, squeezed her so tight that he almost suffocated her. "Honey..." She tried to make a sound.

But something sticky fell on her face.

Trying her best to summon some strength, she stammered something, but all that came out was feeble inarticulate mumbling. Responding, Carlos sounded so weak by now, even though he still held her tightly. Debbie tried to move, but her body wouldn't budge.

said, his voice on and

call the ambulance,' she remembered. But she could barely move. She tried to reach her bag

lot of people were milling around the car. "Somebody is in

how Emmett was. No sooner had

she heard people talking in hushed voices around her and going about with hasty footsteps. Shortly, she

went

the matter? Why

was a car

blank ceiling, wondering where on earth she was. It was not until she sat up that it finally dawned on her that she was on

Carlos! How is

of bed. The throbbing pain in her hand

opened the door, a nurse blocked her way. "Mrs. Huo, where are you going?" the nurse asked. "Go back to your ward. You can't walk around

For him, she'd rather risk her own life, and even the baby's, if that was what it meant.

"Mr. Huo is still in the emergency room, but his assistant..." Debbie looked at

could to be of comfort. "Mrs. Huo, you have to be more careful. If you keep on doing this, you might lose your baby. Do you really want that? Lie

thought of her baby calmed Debbie down. But she still wished they could take her to Carlos right away. Grudgingly, she climbed onto the bed and lay down, pensively holding her bad

cried, feeling helpless as she turned to take a swab to clean Debbie's bleeding hand. She carefully broached the subject. "Mrs. Huo, I'm afraid Mr. Huo's condition

Debbie, her lips trembling,

couldn't believe what she was hearing. Was it a bad dream? A nightmare that she'd wake up from and see Emmett

the drip, taped the needle to the back of her hand and tried to assure her, "Don't worry, Mrs. Huo, we have put together a team of our best doctors to attend to your husband in the ER. Let's hope and pray it goes well

as she mulled over the news, she took a deep breath and silently said a prayer. "Dear God, I hope this is not

eyes, the nurse met her inquiring

to fear that Carlos too might have died and the nurse was

doctors have been doing emergency surgery on him. When we arrived at the scene, we found both of you unconscious, but pressed against each other, as if your husband had seen the oncoming truck and wrapped his arms around you. I guess, he might have instinctively tried to shield you, using his own body. But to be honest,

core, her head began swimming. Before she could