The sky was gloomy, threatening to unleash heavy rain any minute.
Sadie didn't want the children to get wet, especially Mia, who had always been susceptible to illness. She would catch a cold every time it rained.
"Stay in the car and don't move around. I'll go take a look." With that, Sadie opened the door and got out.
"Mommy, take care!" the three kids reminded her in unison.
Mia's pet parrot, Coco, popped out of her pocket, looking around curiously.
Mia pulled out a pack of snacks and fed it into Coco's little beak. She gently rubbed its fluffy head and said, "Coco, hold on a little longer. We'll be home soon!"
"Sir, I'm really sorry! I never meant to!" The taxi driver anxiously explained, "It's all because of that woman. With her three kids and luggage, my car was overloaded. That's why the accident happened!"
As the taxi driver spoke, he saw Sadie approach and hurried to shift the blame to her. "You should take responsibility for this!"
"Why would I—" Sadie was about to argue when the window of the Rolls-Royce suddenly rolled down.
"Forget about it. Boss has an emergency now." A young man in the passenger seat said coldly, glancing briefly at Sadie's face.
"I see."
The suited man nodded in response, telling the taxi driver to be more careful next time before he swiftly got back into the car.
Sadie instinctively turned her head and noticed a man in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce. His back was mostly exposed, revealing a terrifying cut that was bleeding profusely. Surprisingly, his blood ran down and stained his tattoo of... a wolf's head!
A wolf's head!
Sadie widened her eyes in astonishment, staring blankly at the tattoo. Her heart almost stopped beating...
It was him!
It was that man!
"Don't block the way! Move aside!"
Without warning, the taxi driver pushed Sadie.
She stumbled and fell to the ground. When she looked up, the Rolls-Royce had already driven away.
As Sadie watched the car disappear, her head was buzzing.
Questions popped up one after another.
'Is he the father of my babies? But isn't he just a bouncer at the nightclub? How could he afford such an expensive car? How did he get injured?'
Seeing Sadie fall to the ground, Nathan immediately jumped out of the car and rushed over. He looked like an angry little lion, clenching his little fists and questioning the driver, "Hey! Why did you push my mommy?"
The driver grumbled, "How dare you yell at me? If it weren't for you guys, I wouldn't have had such bad luck!"
"It was your own fault for overtaking and bumping into the car in the front. It's none of our business," Noah reasoned in his young voice. "You are the driver. You were driving too fast! We should report you!"
"That's right! And you pushed my mommy! I'll have the police arrest you!" Mia pouted and angrily pointed toward the center of the road, saying, "There's a traffic officer right over there!"
Coco, perching on her shoulder, flapped its wings and squawked, 'Traffic officer! Traffic officer!'
"You bunch of troublemakers! Get out of my car right now! I don't wanna take you any further!"
The taxi driver opened the trunk and threw Sadie's luggage on the ground before driving away.
"Hey, how could you? That's too much!"
Sadie hurriedly picked up her belongings off the ground and huddled by the roadside with her children.
Inside the speeding Rolls-Royce, Micah Clemens cast a glance at the rearview mirror.
Somehow, he found Sadie familiar, yet he couldn't recall where he met her before.
"Mr. Clemens, I'm going to give you something for the pain." A doctor was tending to Micah's wounds.
"That won't be necessary." Micah was handling the documents in his hands. He was bleeding, yet he remained still and unaffected.
"Well, then, please do hold on. I'm going to stitch up your wound now."
The doctor snitched his wound with a frown. He was even more nervous as Micah refused the anesthetic.
Micah's bronzed skin emitted a cold glow under the lights. His muscles trembled slightly due to intense pain, yet he didn't seem to be bothered by the pain at all.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something and glanced at the rearview mirror.