Boss, Your Wife's Asking For A Divorce, Again

Chapter 758 Take Responsibility

Tom’s eyes widened. “President Fuller!”

“What’s going on here?” Just then, a few officers who had been on duty nearby came over to assess the situation after hearing the blaring car alarm.

Tom grabbed hold of the officer and said frantically, “Quick, get a car and send my boss to the hospital right now.”

“What? Is there a casualty?” Startled by this, the police officer hurried over to the car and saw Toby, who was unconscious and had his head bowed. Growing anxious, the officer said, “Wait here. I’ll go get my car right away!” With that, he rushed over to the patrol stand to retrieve his cruiser.

Now that Tom was sure Toby would get the help he needed, he let out a sigh of relief and promptly heaved the unconscious man out of the car. As he did so, he muttered under his breath furtively, “Just hold on, President Fuller. We’ll be at the hospital soon. Please be okay; it’ll break Old Mrs. Fuller and Miss Reed’s hearts if they know something has happened to you. Please hold on.”

Toby’s fingers twitched slightly, as if he could hear all this.

Tom was so overwhelmed by this that he nearly cried. “Oh, thank goodness! President Fuller must still be conscious. He hasn’t completely blacked out!” As long as Toby could respond, then the worst had not happened.

“I…” Suddenly, a trembling female voice sounded from behind Tom.

While holding Toby up, Tom turned to look at the owner of the voice and saw, to his great dismay and anger, the woman in the wheelchair who had crossed the road at the wrong time and caused this whole accident.

As if realizing that she was in big trouble, the girl clutched the hem of her shirt and glanced worriedly at the unconscious Toby, her face drained of color as she asked, “I’m sorry. Did he get hurt?”

A look of rage unfurled across Tom’s otherwise-placid features as he growled, “Your apology means nothing! If my boss had not tried to avoid knocking you down earlier and asked that I run into the hedge instead, he would still be fine right now!”

her wheelchair after receiving such hostility, and she looked even paler as hot tears glistened in her eyes. “I’m sorry, I really am. I didn’t mean to. I was

Don’t think that the matter ends here, and you’d better hope my boss is fine if you don’t want to spend the rest of your life in prison!” Tom bit

she truly was

however, didn’t bother with her as he took out his phone to

helped Toby into the car, thinking that he could give Sonia a call on the way to the hospital. What matters most now is to get President Fuller to

about to close the door after getting into the car when he felt

was desperate to get Toby to the hospital, and he couldn’t believe that this woman was stalling them. “I’m warning you: if you don’t let go of the door and we miss out on the best time to save my boss, I’ll make

it weren’t for the fact that the woman had a

the car door firmly nonetheless. “I… I should go with you, too. I was the one who caused the accident, and I want to

officer sitting behind the wheel turned and interjected, “Mister, if what you told me just now was true, then this woman will have to

hands were tied, and as much as he disagreed,

Tom implicitly allowed her to go with them, she smiled with what appeared to be a great relief, and the police officer gently helped her into the passenger side

Toby. There were no lights in the car, and with the

out his phone once more and called Sonia’s number with a bitter frown on his face. He would never have thought that he and Toby could be so unlucky as to meet with

the airbags and seatbelt kept him from grievous injuries, and he came out of the accident

shock and stress. If he fainted so abruptly, there was a chance that the collision had put his heart into overdrive, and he blacked out from

could only hope that Toby pulled through this just fine. Otherwise, he couldn’t even bring himself to think

brows and hoped that Sonia would not faint when she heard about

fraying and unraveling, Sonia’s gentle voice filled the other line. “Mr. Brown,