The Year I Was the Other Woman To Myself novel Chapter 577

When she left, Penelope only took Kristin with her.

Theodore kept Julian and said he'd have the family driver take Hubert back to her place tomorrow. The message was clear: they would live separate lives from now on, without interfering in each other's.

The rain was still coming down outside. With a heavy heart, Penelope drove for a long time, lost in thought, until Kristin said she was hungry. It was only then that she looked around and realized she’d taken a wrong turn, ending up on a small road leading to the outskirts of the city.

Penelope shook her head, pushing her tangled thoughts aside, and turned on the GPS.

The GPS advised her to make a U-turn at the next suitable spot, but the road was too narrow. She had to keep driving until she saw a wooden cabin nestled in the hills with enough space in front to turn around.

She quickly pulled off the main path and started to make the turn, but just then, a car emerged from the cabin's garage. Neither driver could react in time, and they collided with a loud crash.

The impact snapped Penelope back to reality.

She took a deep breath, reassured Kristin, and then got out of the car.

The rain was pouring harder now. She hurried to shelter under the cabin's eaves. The other driver, a tall man, got out as well, glanced at the collision, and then joined her under the overhang.

"I'm so sorry," she said. "I was just trying to turn around in your driveway. I didn't expect you to be pulling out. It's my fault. I'll call my insurance company right now."

As she took out her phone, the man spoke.

"Very few cars come down this road. Even fewer pull up to my house. And I rarely go out."

Was he talking to me? Penelope looked at the man, but he was staring off into the distance, not at her.

"Do you have any idea what the probability of us colliding is?"

"Huh?"

Probability?

The man's eyes suddenly lit up. "I've figured it out! I've finally figured it out!"

"I just picked up this car from the dealership yesterday."

Penelope looked over. It was indeed a brand-new car, the license plates not even on yet.

"It's my fault. I'll call my insurance company now."

Penelope made the call, but because of the rain and the remote location, the insurance agent said it would be a long wait.

Penelope could wait, but Kristin couldn't.

The little girl rolled down the window and whined, "Penelope, I'm starving!"

Penelope looked around. "Is there anywhere to eat or a grocery store nearby?"

"Yes," the man said.