The Unwanted Daughter: When Love Comes Too Late Chapter 333: The Accident

When did the "teacher" who was leading them just vanish?

Right as Tracy was wondering about it, the roar of a car engine ripped through the air.

She whipped her head around and saw the so-called "teacher" behind the wheel of a black car, flying straight at her like a bullet.

"Bitch, go to hell!"

His plain face, usually so forgettable, was twisted with rage.

"CeeCee, move!"

Ronald didn't hesitate—he grabbed her and threw them both to the side.

They hit the ground hard, but Ronald shielded Tracy with his body so she wouldn't get hurt.

The black car that should've plowed into them was suddenly smashed from the side by a speeding sports car.

Suncord Mountain was a hotspot for car junkies and racers. But right off the road was nothing but a deadly drop. The car lost control and shot straight off the cliff, tumbling down.

The sports car that hit it couldn't stop either—it rolled off with it.

That sports car had been Tracy's birthday gift to Liam, back when things between them were good.

He'd driven it today on purpose, wanting to relive those memories with her.

But now ...

As the car went over the cliff, Liam's eyes flicked to the rearview mirror. He caught one last glimpse of Tracy's stunned face.

At that moment, he wasn't scared of slipping off the edge anymore.

This time, Tracy will realize I'm sincere, right?

She'll forgive me, won't she?

Maybe this time she'd climb down the cliff to look for him, just like she did before.

Maybe they could finally get back to those easy, carefree days they once had.

Holding onto that hope, Liam blacked out, swallowed by spinning dizziness and the sharp ache running through his whole body.

When he opened his eyes, he was staring at a white ceiling.

The sharp smell of disinfectant burned his nose. It took him a moment to realize—he was in a hospital.

As soon as he came to, his eyes landed on the nurse next to him. "Who saved me?

He didn't even stop to think about his own wounds. In a careful voice, he asked, "Was it a girl?"

The nurse, who hadn't even realized he was awake, looked a little puzzled and took a moment before answering, "Yeah. A girl brought you in."

Liam's tight chest finally relaxed as happiness surged over him.

He knew it.

He knew that once Tracy realized he was sincere, she would forgive him for sure!

Ignoring the stabbing pain all over his body, he propped himself up on one elbow, eyes shining with hope. When she brought me here, was she worried? Did she say anything?"

The nurse looked a bit lost. "Huh? Say what?"

Liam's voice grew desperate. "I mean, did she grab my hand ‘cause she was worried, tell me to hold on, hope I'd be okay—or maybe even that she'd forgiven me?"

The nurse looked even more confused. "What?"

Liam's face tightened with frustration. "Just tell me—when she brought me here, what did she say?"

The nurse finally seemed to understand and gave him a baffled look.

Even though it sounded a little odd, she answered, "She just mentioned your injuries, then said she had to head back to join her team and keep the search and rescue below the cliff."

Liam froze.

Team? Search and rescue?

A chill of dread ran through him, and his face went a little pale. "You mean ... she's part of a rescue crew?"

The nurse, clueless about the situation, nodded.

Who else would she be if not one of them?

Did this guy hit his head too when he went over the cliff?

Liam still wouldn't let it go. "Other than the rescue team member, was there anyone else who brought me in?"

The nurse shook his head.

Liam's face went pale.

No way ...

How could Tracy ...

"It can't be. You just didn't notice," Liam muttered, trying to reassure himself. "I'll check with the others—somebody had to spot Tracy."

Without caring about anything else, he ripped the IV from his hand, shoved the covers off, and tried to sit up.

But the moment he leaned forward, his legs gave out completely. He crumpled to the floor so fast the nurse didn't even have time to react.

Crash!

The table beside him toppled, bottles and supplies scattering everywhere, some clattering onto him.

But Liam didn't care. He stared down at his legs in disbelief.

Why ... Why can't I feel them?

The nurse rushed over to steady him, but Liam latched onto his arm, squeezing so tight it felt like he might snap it.

"Tell me! What's going on with my legs?"

The nurse looked at him with a trace of pity. "When the car went off the cliff, the impact crushed your legs. The rescue team got there fast, but the bones were badly damaged. I'm afraid ... you won't be able to walk again."

He was still so young, looking like he hadn't even started a family yet—and now both his legs were shattered, with one arm useless. It was the kind of sight that made anyone feel sorry for him.