novelraw Chapter 691: As a Man, It’s Only Natural to Save One’s Woman and Child
Chapter 691: As a Man, It’s Only Natural to Save One’s Woman and Child
Chapter 691: Chapter 691: As a Man, It’s Only Natural to Save One’s Woman and Child At the intersection, two luxury cars collided violently, causing a sensation almost immediately. Some called the police, others dialed emergency services, and a few approached to check on the situation.
The Porsche was in relatively better condition, but the Bentley had been directly hit at its midsection, leaving it in an extremely tragic state.
Delphine stared at the deformed car door, unable to open it no matter how hard she tried. The airbags had deployed, and the shattered windows turned into a spiderweb of cracks. She wiped away her tears, which wouldn’t stop streaming down no matter how hard she tried.
Maximilian arrived shortly afterward, his face pale, bringing people over to pry off the car door. Inside, Ignatius Leclair had already fallen unconscious, his body covered in abrasions and bruises, the most severe injury being his head trauma. The man’s handsome face was stained with blood.
"Miss Delphine, please take care of the young master and little miss," Maximilian hurriedly began administering first aid, ordering people to restrain the driver of the Porsche and secure the accident scene, commanding everything in an orderly fashion.
The ambulance quickly arrived at the scene, followed by a police car. Delphine saw Leah take Nicholas and Benjamin into the car, driving the two children away before she finally followed the ambulance to the hospital.
The Leclair Family learned of the accident soon enough. Nathan Leclair arrived at the hospital, supporting the trembling elderly patriarch. The old man sat stiffly on a bench outside, clutching his cane, his gaunt, dry hands unable to stop shaking.
Griffith Squire arrived at the hospital shortly after, taking off his coat to wrap it around the trembling Delphine. He grasped her arm firmly and reassured her in a calm voice, "Delphine, don’t be afraid. He’ll be fine."
As soon as Delphine saw Griffith Squire arrive, her emotional dam broke. She leaned into his embrace, choking incoherently, "I’m scared... scared Nicholas and Benjamin will be hurt."
The devilishly handsome man bore an uncharacteristically grave expression as he embraced her tightly and spoke in a low voice, "Leah took them back to the Squire Family estate. The kids are well-behaved, and they didn’t witness the car crash. I’ll stay with you here to wait for Ignatius Leclair’s surgery."
Delphine nodded, leaning against him, her face as pale as paper, her trembling fingertips betraying her lingering fear. She raised her dark, tear-streaked eyes and choked hoarsely, "The car hit us directly. If he hadn’t driven in front to take the impact, Leah, me, and the kids..."
She couldn’t finish her sentence. Lowering her eyes, her tears fell silently. The Bentley had shielded the Porsche from the collision, sacrificing itself to save them.
Griffith Squire’s strikingly beautiful features flashed with a hint of murderous intent. He patted her back and spoke in a deep voice, "I understand. This is what Ignatius Leclair should do. As a man, it’s his duty to protect his woman and children. As for the person responsible for the crash, she will regret ever setting foot into this world."
Following the Porsche’s collision, Melody Cloud had also fallen unconscious and was rushed to the hospital. She was still undergoing emergency treatment, though her injuries were less severe than Ignatius Leclair’s.
Originally, when Reginald Yeager began targeting the Cloud Family, both Griffith Squire and Ignatius Leclair had maintained a shockingly consistent stance—indifference. Now that the Cloud Family was facing its own destruction, they could only blame themselves. Griffith Squire’s face darkened as he thought about how close he’d come to losing the two women he cared about the most, along with two innocent and adorable children.
The man comforted Delphine while glancing toward Nathan Leclair, the second son of the Leclair Family. His peach blossom-shaped eyes narrowed slightly. He’d long heard stories about Nathan Leclair’s return. Yet since his arrival back in Nanyang, he had remained eerily quiet, showing no outward disagreement with Ignatius Leclair, nor stirring up any noticeable trouble. With his free-spirited appearance, it was hard to tell what schemes he might be cooking up.
Nathan Leclair noticed Griffith’s gaze and shrugged with a sunny, handsome smile before turning back to engage the elderly patriarch in conversation.