It was just that the time was too tight, so she rushed over to get Ernest discharged from the hospital. There was no way for her things to be packed up and they were all to be thrown away.
Florence had planned the time well but she wasn’t able to take the unexpected into account.
*Screech*
The driver braked suddenly and Florence, who was sitting in the back seat, leaned forward uncontrollably and crashed into the seat.
She looked up, “What happened?”
The driver said in a depressed tone, “There has been a car accident ahead.”
Florence looked out the front wind shield and saw that three cars had collided blocking more than half of the road. The little road that was left wasn’t wide enough for even a single car to pass.
“The collision was very serious. The car can’t move so a tow-truck is needed. Miss, if you are not in a hurry, you will have to wait a while.”
Wait? Florence was very anxious now.
She scratched her hair, “How long will it take for the tow-truck to come?”
The driver said, “Not sure. From at least ten minutes to half an hour at the most.”
Florence looked at the time. There were only a bit more than ten minutes left until four o’clock.
She couldn’t afford to wait for even a minute now.
“I will just get off here. Here is the money. Keep the change.”
She gave the driver a big note and hurriedly got out of the car. She walked to the sidewalk and trotted lightly past the cab.
What she wanted was to walk through the accident site and then call another cab again.
But what drove her crazy was that because of the truncated car accident there, no car was coming back this way at all. The cars in the front of the site had already left.
There were no running cars on this road.
If Florence wanted to take a taxi, she at least had to go to the intersection in the front, but it was at a bit of a distance from where she stood.
It was going to take her only a few minutes to trot over.
Florence was extremely depressed. She looked at the time, braced herself and ran towards the intersection.
She hoped she could be there on time.
She had to hurry. Ernest had said that he was going to leave the hospital at four o’clock sharp. What if she was late and missed him?
Florence’s brain hurt just thinking about it.
The VIP ward in the hospital.
At this moment, the room’s air was extremely cold, enough to make people involuntarily break into cold sweat.
Timothy stood by the wall, not daring to move.
It was already four o’clock and Ms. Fraser hadn’t arrived yet.
Did she really run away?
Timothy looked at Ernest guiltily and saw that Ernest’s gloomy and scary face was filled with appalling hostility.
Although he had been mentally prepared for a while, seeing that it was already four o’clock and Florence had still not appeared, the last glimmer of hope in Ernest’s heart was also lost.
Oh, she really ran away. He thought
He picked up his jacket with cold expressions and stood up about to go outside.
“Ernest, wait for a bit.”
Georgia took a step forward to stand in front of Ernest, blocking his way.
Ernest looked unsightly, “Grandma, I should get discharged from the hospital.”
“Don’t worry, Flory will definitely come. She might be on her way over; you might miss her if you leave right now.”
Ernest’s eyes flickered. If she was indeed on the way then he could wait as long as possible.
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