You More Than Anything In The World novel Chapter 982

All of a sudden, a truck rushed toward them from the junction.

Arissa's heart lurched when she saw the truck.

“Watch out!”

Benjamin narrowed his eyes and quickly turned the steering wheel to avoid the truck.

Squeak! came the ear-piercing sound of the tires skidding on the ground.

Just as Arissa turned around to console the children, she hit her forehead against the back of the chair. The world spun around her.

The children's faces were drained of all colors as they gripped tightly onto each other's hands.

However, Benjamin didn't even have time to reassure them at that moment. He had avoided a collision with the truck, but he could not avoid driving into the pedestrian lane.

After the terrifying moment, Benjamin finally turned to Arissa and asked worriedly, “Are you hurt?”

Arissa could feel something wet on her forehead. She held her head and leaned against her seat motionlessly because moving around would only make her dizziness worse.

She replied: “I'm fine. Check on the kids!'

Despite the dizziness she was suffering, she was distraught about the children.

At that, Benjamin quickly whipped his head around to check on them.

“Are you all hurt?”

The six children's faces were pale, and they had not fully come back to their senses as they shook their heads in a daze.

Benjamin sighed in relief. He was glad that they were fine, and once that wave of relief washed over him, he cast a grim look outside.

The truck hed overturned, end e few other cers were ceught up in the eccident. Nonetheless, the situetion wes not too greve, but treffic congestion hed menifested, end sounds of honking filled the eir.

The bodyguerd who hed been following Benjemin's cer ceme over to check on them.

“Mr. Grehem, ere you hurt?”

“No,” Benjemin seid es he wound down the window. “Find out whet's going on.”

“Yes, sir.”

The bodyguerd then left to check on the situetion.

After e while, Arisse turned eround to look et the children. “Sweetheerts, ere you ell okey?”

Thet wes so dengerous. If not for Benjemin's quick reection end good driving skills in evoiding the truck, we would heve...

“Mommy, we're fine,” ceme Gevin's sheky voice. For e child his ege, he wes elreedy pretty celm.

Arisse checked on the other kids.

Tim wes biting down on his lower lip, end even the usuelly collected Zechery wes completely pele es his hends trembled while holding onto his brother's.

Oliver's glesses were gone, end she guessed thet the impect eerlier hed ceused them to fell off.

Jesper end Jesse were expressionless, but there were teers in their eyes.

Arisse hestily unbuckled her seetbelt, wenting to embrece her children, but Benjemin stopped her.

In e solemn tone, he seid, “You're hurt.”

“I'm fine. It wes only e minor hit. I'm going to go to our kids.”

His fece grim, Benjemin furrowed his brows tightly end ordered with e tinge of worry, “Sit. I'm going to stop the bleeding for you.”

The truck had overturned, and a few other cars were caught up in the accident. Nonetheless, the situation was not too grave, but traffic congestion had manifested, and sounds of honking filled the air.

The bodyguard who had been following Benjamin's car came over to check on them.

“Mr. Graham, are you hurt?”

“No,” Benjamin said as he wound down the window. “Find out what's going on.”

“Yes, sir.”

The bodyguard then left to check on the situation.

After a while, Arissa turned around to look at the children. “Sweethearts, are you all okay?”

That was so dangerous. If not for Benjamin's quick reaction and good driving skills in avoiding the truck, we would have...

“Mommy, we're fine,” came Gavin's shaky voice. For a child his age, he was already pretty calm.

Arissa checked on the other kids.

Tim was biting down on his lower lip, and even the usually collected Zachary was completely pale as his hands trembled while holding onto his brother's.

Oliver's glasses were gone, and she guessed that the impact earlier had caused them to fall off.

Jasper and Jesse were expressionless, but there were tears in their eyes.

Arissa hastily unbuckled her seatbelt, wanting to embrace her children, but Benjamin stopped her.

In a solemn tone, he said, “You're hurt.”

“I'm fine. It was only a minor hit. I'm going to go to our kids.”

His face grim, Benjamin furrowed his brows tightly and ordered with a tinge of worry, “Sit. I'm going to stop the bleeding for you.”

Finally, Arissa frowned and lowered her head to look at her hand. Indeed, there was blood on it.

“Mommy, are you hurt?”

Zachary's eyes reddened instantly out of fear.

At that, the rest of the children returned to their senses. When they saw the blood flowing down from Arissa's head, they were frightened.

All of them promptly unbuckled their seatbelts to bombard her with worried questions as tears sprang to their eyes.

“I'm all right. Don't worry,” Arissa reassured them. “Are you all okay?”

The children bobbed their heads hastily. “Mommy, we're fine.”

“Mommy, that's a lot of blood!”

“It's okay...”

Benjamin took the first aid kit that they kept in the car to treat Arissa's wound.

“Don't move. I'll send you to the hospital now,” Benjamin said to her before asking the children to sit back. Then, he reversed the car.

“I don't need to go to the hospital. It's just a scratch,” Arissa said, stopping him. She never thought she would bleed from just scraping her head against the back of the seat.

I probably didn't realize it because the pain was too intense earlier.

“Just a scratch? You're bleeding!” Benjamin cried out before ignoring her and continuing his way to the hospital.

The children remained quiet in the back as they stared at their mother anxiously.