CEO’s Regret After I Divorced (Serena and Ryan) novel Chapter 387

Chapter 387: Chapter 387 She Regained Her Memory

Author’s POV

Traffic on the elevated highway was light.

Ryan was nearly at the main road leading to the hospital. One more intersection, and he would see the lit sign of Central Memorial Hospital.

But at that moment, his gaze snapped to the rearview mirror.

An unusually bright pair of headlights was closing in fast from behind.

This was no ordinary overtake. It was aimed directly at them.

Ryan’s expression darkened. He recognized the car instantly.

"Hold on!" he snapped.

Serena’s heart jolted. Before she could react, the car swerved violently to the right, narrowly dodging the first ram. The black sports car scraped past their rear bumper, tires screaming on the wet ground.

"Is that Cedric?" Serena’s face paled, real fear entering her voice for the first time.

Ryan didn’t answer—he had no time to.

The next second, the car turned and charged again, its headlights like two wild, out-of-control eyes locking onto them.

Ryan’s jaw tightened, his gaze grim. One hand gripped the wheel, the other slammed an internal communication button. His order was short and sharp: "Police. Trace my vehicle. Send units to the West District overpass immediately."

He cut the line and accelerated.

Rain began to fall, dotting the windshield and blurring the view. The wipers flapped frantically, letting out a sharp, repetitive mechanical sound that beat on everyone’s nerves.

"Ryan..." Serena clutched her seatbelt tightly, her knuckles white.

She thought the worst of the night was over. Only now did she realize just how dangerous a cornered Cedric could be.

Ryan didn’t look at her, only said in a low voice, "Listen to me. Don’t look back. Don’t be scared. I won’t let anything happen to you."

His tone was almost calm, and that calmness suddenly made Serena’s nose sting.

In the rearview mirror, the car closed in again.

Cedric had clearly lost all reason. He no longer tried to force them to stop. He aimed straight for the side of their car.

CRASH—!

The deafening impact almost burst her eardrums.

Serena was slammed back into her seat by the seatbelt, sharp pain exploding in her shoulder and waist. The car skidded wildly off course, tires screeching against the ground, the rear spinning toward the guardrail. The world spun crazily before her eyes.

In that split second, something exploded deep inside her mind.

It wasn’t pain.It wasn’t fear.

It was memory.

Countless broken images flooded into her blank consciousness like a broken dam:

She saw the glittering church, herself in a white wedding dress, the man at the end looking at her tenderly. His eyes were gray-blue, his smile the one she knew best.

She saw the Quinn family dinner, Ethan helplessly covering for her with drinks, Maya linking arms with her as they mocked boring socialite parties, Zoe pretending to dislike her flashy dress while fixing her hair.

She saw Ryan handing her a design draft, whispering, "You’re always better than you think." She saw them arguing over work, then hugging and making up late at night. She saw herself lying in his arms, placing a hand over her still-flat stomach, saying, "If it’s a girl, I hope she has your eyes."

Then came the heavy rain, the coastal road, the car that had suddenly crashed into them.

She remembered.

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