novelraw Chapter 570: If I die, forget me
Chapter 570: If I die, forget me
The head was buzzing.
Her foot pressed onto the brake pedal, both hands gripping the steering wheel tightly, so much so that one of her fingernails flipped over.
Her heart was racing wildly.
The pain thudded in her eardrums.
Daisy Ginger was completely stiff.
She didn’t know how long it took for her to slowly come back to her senses.
Elena Raven lay on her, panting heavily, she was terrified too, her little face deathly pale.
Daisy Ginger pushed her away, her fingers trembling uncontrollably, unable to properly undo the seatbelt several times.
"Daisy...?"
Elena Raven looked at her bewildered state and couldn’t help but gently call her name, Daisy Ginger slowly raised her hand like a rusty doll, glanced at her, her eyes filled with fear and despair, making Elena Raven slightly freeze.
Daisy Ginger had already undone her seatbelt, her finger joints pale, forcibly prying open the car door, stumbling towards the overturned black car in the distance.
"Daisy!"
Elena Raven was shocked and hurriedly got out of the car as well.
The front of Emma Magus’s car was completely caved in, deeply indented, the windshield shattered, through the messy hair, one could see Emma Magus laying motionless on the steering wheel, bloodied.
Daisy Ginger walked step by step, arriving in front of Edward Stephens’ black Bentley.
The Bentley, on its side, blocked Emma Magus’s car front for her, and at the moment, the car door was smashed, having fallen on the ground not far away while rolling.
The car wheels were facing upward, Daisy Ginger trembling all over, lying on the ground, trying to see the man in the car.
"Edward Stephens!"
Her voice was tinged with sobs, reaching into the car, touching the warm body with the smell of blood.
"Edward Stephens!" She screamed, feeling his response, the man’s hand grasping her continually trembling fingertips.
"Daisy..."
She saw Edward Stephens’ appearance, he was tightly bound in the seat by the seatbelt, the airbag had deployed, pressing him between the seat and airbag, unable to move.
His body was covered in blood, head, face, neck, places not covered by fabric, all were injuries.
The collision and shattered glass had left him full of cuts.
Daisy Ginger’s heart was about to break.
She cried, "Edward, hang in there, I will pull you out now!"
"Daisy," the man’s voice was hoarse and weak, he spoke softly, "Don’t move me, my bones are broken."
Daisy Ginger instinctively let go, her mind was in shambles, kneeling on the ground, "What do I do, Edward, tell me, I beg you to tell me, what do I do..."
He had lost too much blood, he needed quick treatment to stop the bleeding, but she couldn’t even move him out of the car!
"Why don’t you stay and talk with me for a while." He spoke softly, "I’m feeling a bit tired."
"What do you want to hear? I’ll tell you right now." Daisy Ginger fiercely wiped her face, everything was blurred up close, she could hardly see the man’s face, her heart tightened with fear, she used all her strength to prevent herself from crying out loud.
"Daisy," he said softly, "If..."
"Edward Stephens, you promised, that you wanted me to believe in you." She interrupted him loudly, crying, "You said you wanted me to believe in you!"
"...Daisy." His voice sounded even weaker, blood flowed from his wrist into his palm, Daisy Ginger’s fingertips sticky, "If I die... forget me... forget what I said, okay?"