Chapter 102: Sabotage

As Peter drove on the dark lonely road that led to the airport, he couldn't help but stare at his new bride. He felt like the luckiest man alive and he was so happy.

"Eyes on the road, husband," Sharon said cutely with a sweet smile after she noticed him staring.

"Don't worry, wife. I can stare at both the road and you as well," Peter said with a little chuckle.

They stayed silent for a few seconds until Sharon started laughing about something and Peter was curious to know what it was.

"You know what I just thought of?"

"No. What are you laughing about?" Peter asked.

"I was just thinking about how Victoria would react when we surprise them with our visit and the news of our marriage," Sharon said.

"Well... I'm certain she'll be more than happy to see you again. But, in terms of our wedding, she might be a little bit upset that we didn't invite them to come."

"I wanted to but, you know that the circumstances weren't exactly very great. They finally have their lives going great for them and I didn't want to cause a stir by making them have to come all the way here for our wedding. I'm sure they'll understand," Sharon said.

"Hector might understand, but Victoria probably won't,"

"Yeah, she's pretty stubborn, isn't she?" Sharon asked and they laughed about it.

Just then, Peter noticed with his rearview mirror that another car was right behind them and it was moving at a very high speed.

"Looks like someone's in a hurry," Peter said casually to Sharon, gesturing to the car behind them.

"Just give them some space so they can get ahead," Sharon said.

Peter moved their car to the side of the road and flashed his taillights on and off, signalling to the other driver that he could overtake them since he seemed to be in such a hurry.

The other car sped up and just as it was about to pass them, it slammed into the rear of Peter's car, making him skid across the road in an attempt to regain control of the car.

"Peter!"

"Quick, Sharon! Your seatbelts!"

Sharon quickly attached her seatbelts, but Peter couldn't put on his as there wasn't enough time to.

The car slammed into the side of the hill, and did several summersaults before crashing into the river.

The car slowly sank into the river, with Sharon and Peter still inside. Sharon, who had her seatbelt on, was still conscious and when she saw that the car was taking in water, she immediately started trying to take off her seatbelt, but it was stuck.

She looked to her side and found Peter unconscious. He had slammed the side of his head into the steering wheel.

"Peter! Peter, wake up," Sharon shouted desperately, as the water rose higher, but Peter didn't respond.

She kept trying to remove the seatbelt but couldn't.The car was now completely submerged underwater and just before it filled the car, Sharon took one last deep breath.

Now slowly drowning, Sharon desperately struggled with the seatbelt, pulling, fighting, trying to open it, but it wasn't giving way.

She noticed some pieces of broken window glass and picked up one, with a few slashes, she cut herself free. She swam out of the car and went over to the driver's seat.

The first pull of the door proves unyielding, and Sharon feared the worst. She was running out of air and needed some luck. She tugged again and the door flew open, much to her gladness. She grabbed Peter and swam up until she reached the surface.

She inhaled a large breath of air when she emerged from the water, having come so close to drowning. She pulled Peter out of the river unto the bank and realized that he wasn't breathing and didn't have a pulse.

"Peter? Honey?"

"Peter, wake up, please! Please, Peter!" She shouted and was hitting him, trying to wake him up, but he was still not showing any signs of life.

Sharon began to give him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and pumped his chest with her hands, trying desperately to revive him.

"You can't leave me, Peter. Not you! Please, not you," she cried.

He wasn't responding and this made Sharon increase her already highlighted fears. Her husband couldn't be dead.

"Come back to me, Peter!" She shouted at him and continued the pumps.

Peter coughed out some water and was breathing again, but his eyes were still shut and he was very weak.

"You're okay, my love, you're okay!" Sharon said with unfathomable joy and gladness. She kissed his forehead and embraced him happily.

Just then, she looked up and noticed a pair of headlights heading their way. She was overcome with another wave of joy because help would soon find them. Her husband would soon be saved. That was all she could think about.

"You're going to be okay, Peter. Someone's coming and they'll help us." She said to an unconscious and unresponsive Peter.

It was an extremely cold night the night of the **accident**. Sharon was freezing as she sat there on the cold ground with Peter, waiting for the incoming car to hopefully come to their aid.

"They're almost here, my love. Hang on!"

As the car got closer and slowed down, Sharon felt it in her gut that it was the same car that ran them off the road and into the river. She decided to trust her intuition as it immediately dawned on her that what had just happened wasn't an accident, but an attempt on their lives, and whoever did this was coming back to finish the job.

She needed to think quickly because her next actions would determine if she and her husband would remain alive. ***What was she to do?*** She thought, trying to come up with a plan.

Sharon struggled to get on her feet and she managed to. She looked around and noticed some bushes a few yards away. She dragged Peter and pulled him away from the river and into the bushes, hoping that they'd be enough to hide him from their would-be assassins.

She knew that it wouldn't be enough to conceal him and that they would find him, so she had two choices to make; *Stay with her husband and face the probability of death together like they promised at the alter just hours ago* ***OR*** *run and lure the attackers away, which would probably save Peter's life at the risk of hers.*

***The choice was an easy one and she chose to protect Peter.***

"I'll be back for you, my love. Hang on tight, you hear?" She said to him and kissed him.

The car was just about to reach them when Sharon ran out into the road. The car stopped in front of her and the headlights went out. The doors began to open and that was her cue to run. She started running away, forcing whoever was in the car to chase after her, drawing them away from Peter's position.