Chapter 132 The Car Crash Olivia tried to stay awake and get to the door handle. However, the moment she moved, she felt giddy with her head spinning.
Itâs over! she thought.
No one was going to fetch the kid. Soon, she heard the sirens of police cars approaching.
A while later, a man suddenly kicked at the car door and yelled in a heartbreaking voice, âOlivia! Olivia!â
She had wanted to respond to him, but she couldnât even utter a word. Slowly, her head turned muddled, and she passed out later.
It was in the middle of the night when she regained consciousness. Opening her eyes, what fell into her gaze were white walls, a white bed, and a white infusion bottle. In that instant, she put on a smile in self-mockery. It seems that Iâm not dead yet.
Looking around, she saw a man sitting by the bed with his head pressed against his hands. It seemed that he was asleep.
Although she couldnât see his face, she was certain that he was Eugene.
Why is he here?
She could vaguely remember that someone was trying to smash the door, calling out to her.
Was it Eugeneâs voice?
Taking a deep breath, she felt a little restless because of what Kate and North told her before. She wondered whether Eugene had crossed the boundary of friendship by doing this.
However... Nathan and Kate would have done the same if they were faced with the same situation.
Eugene was awakened by the sudden ringing of a phone. He instinctively raised his head and saw that the fluid inside the infusion bottle was running low. Staring at the infusion bottle for a while, he felt that something was amiss and slowly shifted his attention to the person on the bed. Seeing Olivia awake, he leaned in to her immediately and put on a smile.
âYouâre awake. How are you feeling? Do you feel uncomfortable?â
Embarrassed, Olivia pursed her lips and answered, âI feel a little dizzy.â
Eugene quickly explained, âThe doctor said that youâre suffering from a concussion. Stop moving. Just tell me what you need.â
Olivia obediently mumbled in agreement and inquired, âWhereâs North?â
âDonât worry. Heâs at Nathanâs place.â
Olivia was relieved upon hearing that. âAlright, thanks. Youâve saved me one more time.â
Eugene smirked and replied gently, âDonât mention it. Anyone would have helped you in such a situation.â
Olivia looked at the wounds on the back of his hands and figured out that he was hurt when saving her. âYour hands are wounded.â
Eugene took a look at his hands and said nonchalantly, âIâm fine. I was injured because the car door was hard to pry open.â
Olivia was heartbroken. âPlease get your hands dressed up.â
âThereâs no need for it as theyâre just flesh wounds.â
Olivia extended her neck. âLet me see.â
Eugene burst into laughter and showed her the back of his hands. âLook, Iâm really fine.â
Olivia examined his wounds for a while and demanded, âGet your hands dressed up. Youâre at risk of getting an infection.â
Eugene gave in and said, âAlright, Iâll put on some bandaids later.â
Olivia replied with a frown, âIâm alright, so donât stay here and please go back.â
Eugene heaved a sigh helplessly because she chased him away upon awakening. âWho is going to change the bandages for you if Iâm gone?â
Olivia answered, âIâll tell Kate to come over, or you can hire a carer for me.â
Eugene stared at her fixedly without saying a word. His deep gaze seemed to have the magic of sucking in anyoneâs soul.
âIf youâre willing to ask for someone elseâs help, why donât you seek help from me? Am I not your friend?â
Olivia pressed her lips together. Even if they were friends, how was he going to take care of her as a man?
âIâm sure youâre... busy with work!â
Olivia was shocked by her coquettish tone and couldnât believe what she just said. Puke.
Eugene gazed at her softly and replied, âIâm free currently.â
Taking a look at the infusion bottle again, he rose from the chair and pressed the call bell.