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A Matter of Wife and Love novel Chapter 367

Chapter 367 Car Accident

Amelie never once interrupted Chandler until he got everything out of his chest. Nevertheless, a look of shock flashed past her eyes, and she even forgot to breathe by the time he was done with his tirade.

“I have to admit that all that information from you is very shocking to me, but he’s an adult who knows what he’s doing. All I can say is, I’m sorry,” she said, gave him a nod, and walked past him. After the divorce, Leo had nothing to do with her. All he was to her was a familiar stranger. Therefore, she had no right to intervene in his affairs. Besides, even if they weren’t strangers, her awkward status as his ex-wife made it weird for her to even talk to him normally, forget advising him away from his path. Faced with such logic, Chandler could do nothing but stare at her silently.

Even though she appeared nonchalant and composed in front of him, she still couldn’t sleep a wink that night.

Too many things had happened between her and Leo that she couldn’t help but be affected by his current situation even if she knew that she really shouldn’t be.

But still, what can I do about it? she asked herself in exasperation, unable to fall asleep.

The next day, she started her journey back with two large dark circles under her eyes.

In the cab on the way to the airport, she gave Julia a call to inform her that she had taken care of her parents and also to bid her farewell.

“Are you leaving again?” Julia asked over the phone, sounding sad that Amelie had to leave. “I really want you to stay. Do you have any idea how bored I am without you?”

“Hurry up and have a child with Samuel. Then, I’m sure you wouldn’t even have time to complain about being bored,” To Julia’s dismay, Amelie started teasing her instead. As a result, Amelie was faced with endless complaints from her best friend.

Finally, after they ended the call, Amelie massaged her temples in exhaustion. Since she didn’t sleep well last night, she was starting to feel somewhat drowsy now that she was in the car.

“Sir, please wake me up when we reach the airport,” she said to the driver in front, slumped into the seat, closed her eyes, and drifted off to sleep.

She didn’t know how long she was asleep, but she did know that she was violently awakened from her restful slumber by a deafening bang. Before her brain even realized what was going on, her body was thrown forward due to the momentum.

Fortunately, she was wearing the seatbelt, which held her back firmly and prevented her face from slamming into the back of the seat in front of her. Nevertheless, this impact jerked her wide awake.

She was utterly confused and still rather groggy as she tried to keep her eyes open while her ears were filled with the cab driver’s curses, “F*ck! Watch where you’re going!”

Judging from the driver’s angered tone, she figured she was probably involved in an accident as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Just as expected, when she looked out of the car window, she saw that a white Hyundai MPV had stopped diagonally in front of them. The front of the car was pointing in the reverse direction from the traffic oddly, as though it had deliberately crashed toward them after making an abrupt U-turn.

Regardless, that MPV didn’t crash into their car, and there was only a tiny gap of a few inches between the two vehicles. She wasn’t awake when the accident occurred, so she had no idea whether it was due to the cab driver’s quick reflexes or if the other party managed to slam the brakes before the vehicles crashed into each other.

On the right of the MPV was another small, red car that was also facing the opposite direction, but the front of the red car had crashed and embedded itself into the chassis of the MPV.

“These two drivers have lost their minds. The traffic was smooth until the red car suddenly went in the wrong direction and made the MPV turn in the wrong direction as well. If I hadn’t slammed the brakes, our car would have been part of that pancake,” the cab driver muttered with a pale face and looked shaken after witnessing such a big accident. “Don’t drive if you can’t! The roads are not a playground! Are they trying to die?”

Obviously, the cab driver was a person susceptible to road rage. Furthermore, he was almost caught in the accident, so he couldn’t stop himself from cursing loudly despite his fear.

But from his description, Amelie could roughly piece together the picture of what had happened earlier.

Now that an accident had occurred on the straight road to the airport, the scene started to turn chaotic because the cars behind couldn’t pass by. Several people who were in a rush honked obnoxiously, resulting in a cacophony of honks. Frankly, if it weren’t for her involvement in such an accident, she would even have time to joke that a flock of geese would have felt right at home here.

Nonetheless, the cab driver definitely wasn’t planning to stay around and be involved in that mess, so he slowly started the car and intended to steer away. Alas, when he drove past the white MPV, Amelie caught sight of the driver’s face through the shattered glass of the window.

His eyes were shut in the driver’s seat as he bled profusely from the wound on his head, smearing his entire face with blood. That face?

“Leo Alston?!” She instantly recognized him and leaned forward, shouting, “Stop the car!”

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