Chapter 621

The huge impact almost threw Casey straight forward. Fortunately his

seat belt dragged him back, and he eventually did not get hurt.

Casey had slowed down before, and the Bentley did not hit the car in

the front very seriously, so the airbags did not open.

Only, Luther, who was sleeping in the rear seat without a seat belt, was

thrown forward instantly by the impact. He hit the front seat, and

bounced back heavily.

When he heard the rumble in the rear seat, Casey's back was in a cold

sweat. He turned around immediately and asked anxiously, "President,

how are you? Did you get hurt?"

Luther was awakened by the heavy bump, and when he realized that

he had a car crash, he rubbed his neck, "Not sure. Shouldn't be a big

deal. It looks like it hit my head.”

"Sorry, President, I did not stop the car in time and hit the car in the

front. You stay still for a while. Let me check your condition and see if

you have any broken bones." Casey hurriedly unbuckled his seat belt.

He opened the door to get out of the car and went to the rear seat to

check Luther's condition. If there was a fracture, then he should not

move around.

Luther moved all the joints of his body, sat up by himself and said, "It's

okay, I'm not hurt. What's going on outside?"

Casey heaved a sigh of relief. He looked at the mess in the front and

said, "It's a multi-car collision. I can see there are seven or eight cars.

There is a sharp turn ahead and, I could not see the situation.

President, this is a very serious traffic accident. Fortunately, there are

no cars behind us."

"Got it."

"President, you have a rest first. Ill make an emergency call now. I'm

sorry. It's all my fault today. I was driving too fast." Casey blamed

himself extremely. For all the years he was with Luther, this was the

first time he made such a serious mistake.

"Hmm." Luther held his forehead and gently rubbed his brow.

Hell, the hit didn't even bruise his body, but his head seemed to start

hurting again.

And unlike before, it hurt, and it got more and more severe, like it's

going to explode.

It seemed that there were countless pieces of memory, stirring in his

mind. They all were about to come out, but unfortunately, none of them

could make up a clear picture.

"President, what's wrong? Does your head hurt again?"

After Casey made the emergency call, he saw Luther holding his head

with a slightly bleak expression, and he rushed to ask about it.

"Hmm." Luther managed a word out of his teeth in pain.

Casey looked around anxiously. They were exactly in the middle of a

mess, and they would not get help very soon.

"What should we do, President. It might take two hours before we can

leave this place, and the roads in front of us are all blocked. Even if the

ambulance comes in, we can't leave."

Now that the president had a headache again, what should he do at

this moment? Casey was anxious. They were surrounded by hills, and

even if they could call for a helicopter, there was not enough space for

it. Now they got neither hot water nor medicine. The only thing they

could do now was just wait.

“It's okay." Luther waved his hand, "I'll just rest for a bit."

He knew what was going on. Since the memory loss, he often had

headaches, but it would simply pass after a while.

It was just a shame that he could remember anything even after the

pain.

The last time he remembered the day when Joyce was shooting at the

range, and never anything else after that.

Today, he had a car accident again and hit his head on the front seat.

The headache he was having now was definitely different from those in

the past. He held his head with his ten fingers thrust deep between the

strands of his hair. He tried to catch the pieces that flashed through his

mind.