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.

his voice on and

she remembered. But she could barely move. She tried

car. "Somebody is in the car. Hurry, call an ambulance!" a lady

was. No sooner had Emmett's name escaped her mouth than

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

went deathly

Why am

a

blank ceiling, wondering where on earth she was. It was

How

she could think of was Carlos. What happened to him? Was he safe, wherever he was? Her head began to spin as she attempted to get out of bed. The throbbing

nurse asked. "Go back to your ward. You can't walk around yet. We tried everything to keep your baby. We can't allow you to put yourself and the baby at risk. Go lie

risk her own life, and even the baby's, if that was what it meant. "Please, tell me, where and

the news, especially the piece concerning Emmett. "Mr. Huo is still in the emergency room, but his assistant..." Debbie looked

her back inside the ward, trying the best she could to be of comfort. "Mrs. Huo, you have to be more careful. If you keep on doing this, you might lose your baby.

take her to Carlos right away. Grudgingly, she climbed onto the bed and lay down, pensively holding her bad hand on the

the subject. "Mrs. Huo, I'm afraid Mr. Huo's condition is not so good. And Emmett...he was already dead when the ambulance arrived

Debbie, her lips trembling, her

what she was hearing. Was it a bad dream? A nightmare that she'd wake up from and see Emmett

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

mumbled. Closing her eyes as she mulled over the news, she took a deep breath and silently said a prayer. "Dear God, I hope this

nurse met her inquiring gaze,

now Debbie began to fear that Carlos too might have died and the nurse was only trying to be cautious. "Tell me the truth about Carlos, please!"

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

her head began swimming. Before she