My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)
Chapter 60

Eudora couldn't move at all as she was immobilized by the overturned car. Her body was dyed red with blood. No one would be able to tell where she was injured.

Harley's heart skipped a beat and subconsciously glanced at Amos. His eyes were bloodshot and a little glassy. His expression was extremely scary.

"Amos..." Harley whispered.

"Don't talk to me!" Amos yelled. He grabbed a stick from the fireman and joined the rescue.

When Eudora was dragged out of the car, her breathing was already very shallow.

Amos pushed away the men who were about to put her onto the stretcher.

Amos shouted in his heart, "No one can touch her. No one!" It was the first time Harley saw Amos behaving like that. He had never shown his fear despite being through so many adversities in the past.

He carried Eudora onto the ambulance. The nurse came to stop the bleeding right away.

One of the nurses said, "Sir, please give way. It will be hard for us to help her if you're here."

Amos took a step back and leaned against the chair behind him.

He subconsciously went to his pocket where his cigarette was. But his hand paused in midair when his eyes met Eudora.

They arrived at the hospital in a while and Eudora was rushed to the operating room.

Harley saw Amos sitting outside the ER with his fingers clasped together when he arrived. It was as if Amos was defeated by his greatest nightmare.

He, who had always been a clean freak, was covered in Eudora's blood. His eyes were fixed at the ER door.

Harley frowned and consoled, "Amos, she will be fine. Don't worry!"

Amos kept quiet for a while before he suddenly burst into laughter, "It's ridiculous! Why would I be worried? She's just a woman who wants to escape from me! I was just thinking whether to chase her away jus this morning. And now she got into an accident. Tell me, what trick is she playing?"

"Amos..." Harley knew that he wasn't in his right state of mind. But, as a guy, he didn't have a clue on how to make him feel better, too.

Gordon and Kesha rushed to the hospital as soon as they received the news.

Gordon's face turned pale seeing the bloodstains on Amos' clothes.

"Eudora, my daughter. Is she..." He asked faintly.

Before he could finish his words, Amos gave him a cold look and questioned, "Why did you come here? What rights do you have to come here?"

Gordon was livid at his words. He completely lost his mind when he saw Amos' bloodstained clothes again. "You killed her, didn't you? You killed my daughter! You are crazy! I told her that she will not have a good ending if she follows you! See what happened to her!" Gordon shouted.

Although she was terrified, Kesha tried her best to grab hold of Gordon's arm so he wouldn't hurt Amos. He had broken down completely.

Amos sneered, "It's none of your business. If you really treat her as your daughter, you won't even let her suffer in the Meyer family. Why are you pretending to be her father now? Get out of here immediately!" A few bodyguards came and pinned Gordon down upon Amos' order.

Kesha was completely scared out of her wits. She turned around and ran away instantly.

That didn't calm the storm in Amos' heart. He loosened his tie. It was as if the suffocation and uneasiness he felt were going to swallow him up.

Harley rushed forward when the lights on the operating room were switched off.

"Doctor, how is it?" His voice was trembling.

"Her head collided hard into some parts of the car seat during the collision. She almost lost her life but fortunately, she was brought here in time," the doctor explained.

Harley breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Amos, whispered. "She's okay..."

Amos ignored him while rolling up his sleeves and said, "I'm going to clean my hands."

He couldn't feel relieved until he was in the washroom. He took out a cigarette but couldn't light it up despite multiple attempts. Only then did he realize that his hands were shaking.

He laughed at himself while throwing the cigarettes and lighter into the trash can before he cleaned himself up.

Eudora had been wheeled to the ward when Amos came back. She had yet to regain consciousness. Amos' heart tightened when he saw she had so many different lines, tubes, and drains inserted at different parts of her body.

Amos quietly walked over and stood by her bed while his eyes glanced at her.

Her face was as pale as snow she had lost a significant amount of blood. His heart ached.

In fact, Eudora and Amos were very similar in terms of their upbringings. Amos also had no family members to rely on since he was a child. To him, Eudora was his only family. But, she had always wanted to leave him. They both knew that it was because they felt insecure in the relationship.

Harley went out of the room to pick up his phone.

He returned after a while and whispered, "Amos, something's not right."

Amos' eyes darkened. "What's happened?"

"The truck that hit Eudora was completely functional. The driver was mentally fit and of sound mind as well. We couldn't replace a reason why the accident happened." Harley said in a serious tone. Amos replied, "Oh! It seems that someone had planned this!" His expression became gloomy instantly. Harley frowned, "The police will investigate it thoroughly." "Alright!" Amos said.

Harley pondered for a while and added, "Be careful." Amos sneered, "I am not going to die!"

Eudora thought she was in a dream. She could see a group of children who were trapped inside a pitch-black room.

She noticed one of the boys was in a lot of pain so she reached out her hand to him slowly. But the boy became defensive at once and bit her hand.

"Ouch!" Eudora withdrew her hand.

She opened her eyes. The white canvas before her turned into a rock-walled ceiling as her vision became clear. She could hear the sound of the humidifier on her side. She gazed into space for a while before images appeared in her head.

She could remember vividly the huge truck that came straight to her car. She was on her way to bring Amos back home. At that moment, she thought that her life was over. "Miss, you're awake!" Aunt Valerie exclaimed and ran out quickly. "Sir, Sir, Miss George is awake."

A tall, vague figure came to her side and stared at her.

Amos looked exhausted. Eudora whispered, "Amos..." She stretched out her hand and wanted to touch his face, but stopped in midair. "Please don't be mad." Eudora pleaded softly. The anger in his heart vanished at once when he saw her pale face.

He chuckled and held her hand.

"What should I do with you?"

"Are you not angry anymore?" Eudora's lips curled into a grin. "Ah!" She moaned when she felt a sudden severe headache.

"What's wrong with my head?"

"Don't move!" Aunt Valerie said, "The doctor said that your head was badly hurt. You must rest!"

A chill ran down her spine.

"You're so lucky to have survived!" Aunt Valerie added, "I'll go make some soup for you. You'll need good food to recover."

Aunt Valerie quickly left and let Eudora rest.

The room became quiet again. Eudora cleared her mind and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Six days!" Amos answered.

"Oh no! I didn't apply for leave..." Eudora said worriedly.

Amos couldn't believe that she was thinking about work now. He held her down onto the bed and said, "Don't. Move. Again!"

Eudora was still concerned about her unfinished tasks and mumbled, "But my project...'

Amos' lips mashed against hers as if he was trying to stop her from talking.