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That’s why when Ethan offered me a helping hand, he felt like an angel bringing warmth to me in the dead
of winter.
Ethan’s gaze held a touch of sympathy as he looked at me.
I lowered my head and sipped my tea, afraid he would keep pressing me for more details about the incident.
Fortunately, he didn’t ask any more questions. He simply reassured me that he would let me know immediately if there were any updates.
We left the restaurant at 2:30 p.m., my car in front and his car trailing closely behind.
I had always been confident in my driving skills, but after driving for over ten minutes, I still ended up rear–ending the car ahead when we made a turn.
The other driver jumped out of his car, cursing loudly. He shot daggers at me as he stared at the dented taillight I had caused.
I was startled as well, and my forehead hit the steering wheel. Ignoring the pain, I quickly got out of the car and apologized to him.
Maybe it was because I looked good, but the driver froze for a couple of seconds when he saw me.
Despite still being angry, his attitude softened significantly. “Young lady, you’re a new driver, aren’t you? Look at what you’ve done to my taillight. I’m rushing to pick up my kid.”
My thoughts were a little jumbled at that moment, and instinctively said, “I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on
I take full responsibility.”
purpose.
Just then, a gentle male voice sounded from behind me “Ms. Mayfield, are you all right?”
I turned around in surprise and saw that Ethan was still behind me. I was taken aback–wasn’t his company in the opposite direction?
“Are you her husband?” The driver immediately asked him.
“I’m her friend,” Ethan replied.
“She just said she takes full responsibility; you don’t have any objections, right?” The driver pressed him
further.
Ethan remained calm as he explained, “You were making an illegal U–turn across double lines, so she’s not fully at fault.”
The driver froze, unable to retort.
“Let’s settle this privately,” Ethan said firmly.
The driver seemed a little frustrated, realizing that he had indeed made the illegal U–turn and thus had some responsibility.
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The driver apparently wanted to ask for more. However, he was intimidated by Ethan’s authoritative presence and sighed in resignation. “All right, all right, ou outnumber me. You call the shots”
Timmediately headed back to my car to get the money
When I came back with the money, the driver had jumped into his car and driven off.
“Does he not want any compensation?” I was stunned by the turn of events.
“I already paid him.” Ethan furrowed his brow, looking at me with concern. “Ms. Mayfield, has Mr. Hartwell’s affair distracted you? You’re not fit to drive in this state. Come ride with me in my car.
“I’m fine,” I said as I tried to get into my car, but Ethan grabbed my arm. “Are you trying to get yourself killed?”
I turned to look at him, somewhat bewildered. “It was really just an accident.”
“I can’t let you drive in this state,” Ethan said firmly as he dragged me toward his car. His driver then got out and politely spoke to me. “Miss Mayfield, I’ll drive your car back to the city for you. Don’t worry about
- it.
I looked at Ethan, but he swiftly pushed me into the backseat of his car without giving me a chance to speak.
Once I was seated, he didn’t immediately close the door. Instead, he fixed his eyes on my forehead. “You’ve bruised your forehead. Let me take you to buy some medicine.”
I reached up to touch my forehead, and sure enough, the pain shot through me.
I had also broken a headlight on my car. I asked Ethan to have his assistant take my car to the dealership service center. Thankfully, the car was under my name, so Shawn wouldn’t hear about this.
The driver had already driven off with my car, and Ethan parked his Maybach outside a pharmacy.
He went inside to buy the medicine.
I watched him through the window as he walked into the pharmacy. He spoke with the staff and picked out some medicine, all while asking questions along the way.
I rested my chin on my hand as I observed him, and suddenly, I was reminded of an accident I had three years ago. At that time, I had smashed into a row of guardrails, and my forehead had swelled up. Shawn didn’t come to my rescue. Instead, he sent his assistant On that cold, wintry street, I stood for over an hour in a thin wool coat. In the end, Shawn’s assistant bought me a hot coffee and took me home.
Shawn didn’t even call me..
Ethan soon returned with the medicine and opened the back door. A cool breeze swept in, and I could smell the cedarwood on him.
“Come closer. Let me take a look at your wound,” Ethan furrowed his brow and said to me.
I didn’t move closer but instead extended my hand. “Just give me the medicine. I can apply it myself.”
“We need to disinfect it first,” Ethan said. “It’s a small scrape.”
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I softly acknowledged him and inched a little closer.
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Ethan dipped a cotton swab into the disinfectant. Just a he was about to apply it, I instinctively flinched. Then, his deep voice softly reassured me, “Don’t be afraid. It won’t hurt.”
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