Chapter 4

A kind driver noticed my injured foot.

He carried me to the hospital entrance.

Seeing me alone and struggling to walk.

He decided to help me find a wheelchair.

Not far away, I saw the driver getting into a dispute.

My body was suspended in mid-air, unsure of what to do next.

He made the choice for me.

Without hesitation, he pulled me out of the car.

Then, hitting the accelerator, he sped out of the garage.

He vanished from my sight in an instant.

But I was used to it and easily hailed a cab to the hospital on my own.

4.

A kind driver noticed my injured foot.

He carried me to the hospital entrance.

Seeing I was alone and struggling to walk,

he offered to find a wheelchair for me.

Not far away, I saw the driver in a dispute with someone.

That someone was none other than my husband and his childhood sweetheart.

The driver politely explained,

"Sir, I have a passenger with a foot injury who needs the wheelchair. Your girlfriend looks fine. Please, show some kindness and let someone in need use it."

Unexpectedly, Declan Johnson was incredibly stubborn.

He clung to the wheelchair and refused to let go, shouting as if no one else was there.

"Her injury isn't my concern! My Poppy was just frightened, and I need to take her to the doctor. Can you afford the delay?"

His words were so commanding that the driver didn't dare argue further.

Phoebe Taylor stood by, pretending to be frail.

Before the driver could react, Declan Johnson had already taken the wheelchair.

I couldn't help but tremble, a bitter smile forming on my lips.

Is this the same man who couldn't resist bringing stray cats home?

Registering, seeing the doctor, and getting medicine—all done while hopping on one foot by myself.

Two young nurses came to help me apply medication.

Seeing my wound, they couldn't help but comment.

"How did your foot get burned like this, and your husband's nowhere to be seen? Unlike the woman in the next room, her husband is so attentive, just because she got scared by a horror movie."

"Ah, life's really unfair. Why can't we find such good husbands?"

Through the gap in the door, I saw Declan Johnson's worried silhouette.

My husband was with another woman.