Me And The Rich Man's

Chapter 124

The mood of panic was gripping. People were crowding around the car that had just been rolled over. Some men tried to remove the victim who was still trapped in the car.

Some of them just became spectators with shudder in horror. While others appear busy with their phones and perpetuate the incident by recording.

Congestion happens too.

Shortly afterwards, ambulance sirens were heard accompanied by a sound that felt from a loudspeaker asking that some vehicles move aside and give way.

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PRANGS! 

Fractions of glass burst into small pieces when a photo frame fell on the floor, creating an echoing sound that filled the entire room. Hanna's daydreams also. The woman who was sitting by the window spontaneously glanced at the source of the voice. A picture frame was already on the floor. 

Feelings of fear and worry instantly entered Hanna's heart. It is said that the picture frame dropped without cause is a bad sign. His feet slowly stepped up, sat crouched and grabbed the wood-framed wedding photo that was still intact, only his broken glass was strewn across the floor. 

“Why can his photo fall?” He glanced at the whole room. There was no wind at all. 

Hanna stared fixedly at the image of herself and her husband hugging each other. The happiness implied through the smiles on the faces of both of them seemed real. He rubbed it with his fingers. 

“Auh!” The rest of the glass fragments left on the picture frame sliced his fingers, leaving a sense of pain. The second was also a red liquid dripping and hitting the picture of her husband's face. 

Hanna was silent for a moment. Until the sound of knocking on the door sounded urgent resuscitate him. 

“Log in, unlocked!” he said while staring at the door. Hanna was just about to clean up the broken glass, when Elma entered her room in a hurry. Do not forget the pale face mixed with panic that looks so clear. 

“Hanna—” Remark Elma hanging. His fingers squeezed each other. His lips seemed hesitant to speak, especially when staring at the broken glass from the photo frame scattered on the floor.

“Evan—” 

The picture frame that had been held by Hanna had just slipped away. Clear liquid flowed on her face without being held back, as her heart believed something bad was happening to her husband. 

“Evan accident. We have to get to the hospital, Fahri and Zian have arrived first.” 

Hanna's eyelids twitched along with the tears that fell increasingly profusely. His body thundered backwards, making Elma immediately crouch down and hold his body. 

“Sister, but my husband is fine ‘right?” Hanna's voice sounded trembling, as well as her lungla body. His gaze was very clear but demanded an answer. 

Not knowing what to answer, Elma could only hug Hanna who was now leaning her head on her shoulder.

“Better now we go to the hospital. Evan must be fine.” He helps Hanna stand up, then comes out of the room together. 

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Hanna squeezed the end of her clothes tightly. The car just left the Azkara family mansion. Having previously explained to Sky who kept asking the condition of his daddy.

Inadvertently the little boy listened to the talk of some servants who said his daddy had an accident. So inevitably Elma had to lie a little, because Sky kept crying.

"Please be faster. I need to get to the hospital!" hanna said to a man sitting in the steering wheel.

Evan ... I'm not gonna fuck around anymore. I won't be angry and I won't be jealous anymore. I'll do anything for you, but please don't leave me.

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