Sensing a slight movement in the car, Joseph's eyes flickered as he turned to look at Chloe. Her face was pale, and her frail body was trembling with fear as she clutched tightly to her belly. It pierced his heart to witness this scene. Even in a life-or-death situation, she did not forget to protect the unborn child.
Joseph tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his knuckles turning slightly white and images of their first encounter flashed through his mind.
"Excuse me, sir. Could you lend me your phone for a call? My phone is out of battery…"
"Sir, I'm single too."
"Don't be so confident. What if you fall for me first?"
"I...am...trying...to...seduce...you!"
At that moment, he appeared to wrestle with something. He sank back into his seat as his hands loosened their grip on the steering wheel.
He surrendered. At this point, all he wanted was for her to be safe. Nothing else mattered. She protected her child, and he protected her.
Joseph made a decision and ordered firmly, "Get out of the car now."
"No. If I get out, you'll die!" Chloe's train of thought was interrupted, her fists clenched tightly. "None of us should move. We should wait for someone to come to rescue us. As long as the car remains still, we'll be fine."
"You're too naive. The car isn’t that far out to jeopardize our safety."
Her pupils contracted abruptly as she thought of a worse outcome. "Is it the road that's the problem?"
"The road has collapsed." Joseph took a deep breath and his face sank. "If you don't get out now, neither of us will survive."
Chloe froze, panic surfacing in her beautiful eyes. "If I get out, what will you do?"
"I’ll jump out."
"Do you have enough time?"
Joseph's intention was exposed, and he could not maintain his composure. He retorted with a touch of arrogance, "You're overthinking it. I'm also acting for the sake of my conscience."
Moreover, the mere thought of losing her triggered something within him, instinctively driving him to protect her. If only one of them would survive, he would let this dumbo live.
Chloe smiled wryly, "Do you even have a conscience?"
He raised an eyebrow. "It's you who doesn't."
Before they could continue their conversation, a loud crash interrupted them. The car edged further over the cliff as the road crumbled.
To remain still meant certain death.
Chloe held her breath, her face pale. She glanced at the man in the rearview mirror. As their eyes met, a moment of mutual understanding passed between them. They both knew that they had tried to ease each other's anxiety and silently prayed for help to arrive quickly. However, the situation was now too perilous. Their car might fall at any moment, and both of them could die.
Chloe, overwhelmed by fear and nervousness, stuttered, "Wh-What should we do? Should we try reversing the car?"
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