Chapter 236: Injured for Her
“Aidan!”
Alison screamed, ignoring the pain in her legs as she struggled to her feet.
Chaos flooded her vision — blood splattered across the pavement, a blur of red and flashing lights.
“Aidan, where are you?” Her eyes locked on the crimson-stained car, where Aimée slumped over the steering wheel — motionless, her hair matted with blood.
Panic gripped her heart as she couldn’t find Aidan.
“Aidan, where are you? Answer me!”
She pleaded. You must be okay, Aidan.
“Ma’am, your husband is there. Call an ambulance and have the traffic police handle this. That driver was too ruthless,” someone nearby warned her.
Alison hurried around the red convertible.
Following the directions, she finally spotted Aidan lying in a pool of blood.
“Aidan, are you okay?”
“Miss, call an ambulance!” someone urged.
Alison looked up, her vision blurred by tears and her voice trembling.
“Sir, please call emergency services for me. Thank you.”
Cassandra arrived just then. Seeing her son lying in a pool of blood, she trembled — her face drained of all color.
“Aunt Cassandra, I’m so sorry,” Alison said with guilt.
Cassandra lunged forward and shoved Alison aside.
“You heartless woman! Give me back my son!”
Alison slumped onto the concrete and watched Cassandra cradle Aidan’s head in her arms.
“Aidan… you’re just resting, right? You’ll wake up soon…” Cassandra’s eyes were vacant, her emotions spiraling out of control.
Aidan closed his eyes, offering no glimpse into his world. Yet, a faint smile lingered on his lips.
“Aunt Cassandra, Aidan is just asleep. He’ll be fine.” Alison wiped away her tears.
Cassandra trembled.
“Alison, go! He just doesn’t want to see you. Go away…”
Alison looked at her with concern.
“Aunt Cassandra, why don’t you rest in the car? I’ll take care of Aidan, okay?”
Cassandra retorted,
“No! Don’t touch him! Isn’t Jack enough for you already? Why must you destroy Aidan too?!”
Her words quickly drew the attention of those nearby. People began whispering — the YD CEO’s name spreading like wildfire — and soon the onlookers multiplied, cameras flashing, voices rising.
Soon, police cars and ambulances arrived. They cordoned off the scene.
Aidan and Aimée were each carried onto stretchers.
Cassandra staggered along beside the stretcher.
“Don’t need to carry him. Just get in the ambulance and stay with him,” one of the young men carrying the stretcher urged.
Cassandra insisted, “No, I need to stay with Aidan. He’ll wake up soon.”
The police watched as Alison stared blankly while the paramedics carried Aimée and Aidan away.
“Ma’am,” they asked, “are you going to the hospital, or coming with us to give a statement?”
Alison suddenly snapped out of her daze. She rushed toward Aidan’s stretcher.
As she tried to climb into the ambulance, Cassandra, who was already seated inside, shoved her.
“Don’t get in! I won’t let you hurt Aidan again.”
Alison was frantic with worry. She coaxed,
“Aunt Cassandra, I won’t touch him. I just want to sit beside him. Please let me go up, or Aidan might not wake up.”
Cassandra’s resolve softened.
“All right, but don’t touch him.”
After Alison jumped into the ambulance, the scene inside struck her as ironic—Aidan was lying next to Aimée.
They were both unconscious as nurses worked to stabilize them; IVs were already in place.
The steady drip of medication confirmed that they still had vital signs.
Alison sat beside Aidan and took one of his hands.
She thought, You fool… why did you risk your life to save me?
Tears streamed down her face.
Just then, a nurse approached her.
“Miss, please step aside.”
Alison moved aside.
The nurse addressed the doctor.
“Doctor, the baby can’t be saved. We should…”
“What? She lost the baby?” Cassandra gasped, shaking the nurse’s shoulders.
Startled by Cassandra’s expression, the nurse said,
“The patient is critically injured. Look, she’s bleeding heavily from her head and body, and her lower abdomen was hit. The fetus inside her has taken the full impact. Even if we keep it…”
Cassandra was frantic and incoherent.
“No! Save them both — save my grandchild! Don’t let anyone die!”
The nurse explained,
“Ma’am, I’m truly sorry, but the patient’s baby must be delivered. Otherwise, we can’t save her life either. She’s lost too much blood.”
At this, Cassandra staggered and nearly fell, while Alison caught her just in time.
“What a mess,” one nurse muttered under her breath. “We shouldn’t have let her come in — now she’s another patient to manage.”
She fetched a syringe and medication and administered a sedative to Cassandra.