The Woman From Hell
Chapter 2322

Crash!

I managed to hit the brakes, but my head hit the steering wheel hard from inertia, eliciting a loud sound.

I let go of the steering wheel and covered my forehead with a hand. "God, it hurts..."

I wondered if it was the impact because my head was also a little dizzy with waves of dull pain.

Vaguely, I noticed someone getting out of the car in front of me. A shadow loomed over and knocked on my car window.

Hand over my head, I opened the car door and got down. I staggered a little as the pain still had not subsided.

"Are you alright, Miss?"

The man who spoke had a gentle voice. I looked up and saw a handsome man in a formal suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He gave off an air of elegance.

"I'm okay..." I smiled at him, but he would not know how much I was forcing it at the moment.

The man blinked twice, his eyes slowly moving to the corners of my eyes.

I followed his gaze and could not help but lift up my hand to touch the area. As it turned out, I was tearing up because of the pain. I quickly wiped them away and smiled at him.

His worried gaze swept over my forehead again. "Miss, your forehead is red. I'd better take you to the hospital to get you checked out."

I quickly waved my hand. A glance at his stiff clothes made me guess that he might have something important to do in a while. "It's really not necessary. You probably have something else to do, so I won't bother you."

I noticed some damage to the man's car caused by the collision through the periphery of my vision. Feeling a little guilty, I quickly apologized. "I wasn't paying attention just now. I was a little distracted."

The man smiled gently. "It's okay."

Seeing his peaceful appearance, I felt even more guilty since I had wasted his time. "I'll compensate you."

The man casually looked at me and then at his car. "It's fine."

I was not listening to him, however. It was illogical for me to not compensate someone after hitting their car. With the intention of taking responsibility, I started looking for

something on which I could write on.

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I went through my pocket. There was only a lipstick and a pack of tissues. I took out the lipstick and used it as a pen, writing my name and phone number on the tissue before stuffing it in his hand.

"This is my contact information.

There are some scratches on the

car. I'm not sure if anything else is wrong with it. You should just go and get your car fixed and then call me for reimbursement after the repair. I'm really sorry about this." After that, I got in the started the engine.

I realized later on that the man seemed to have wanted to say something. I had already driven some distance away, however, so I did not turn back.

"My head still hurts..." I pursed my lips. My eyes caught a clinic by the side of the road.

The thought that I should go back later and first get my head checked out ran through my mind, but I hesitated. My head hurt so bad, however, that I simply got out of the car. However, I had just taken two steps when everything in front of me went a little blurry. Even the tiles under my feet looked distorted!

"What's happening? Why... am I... so

dizzy..." I felt my consciousness

gradually stipping away, and my speech slowly became weak. At the same time, it felt like my world was shaking violently. I instinctively reached out my hand to grab something but only caught air.

My eyes went dark. Right before I blacked out completely, a hand supported me. A woody fragrance drifted from its owner. Who was it?