Chapter 115 Vincent Came to Her Rescue
Jessica thought, 'Gabriel, rest assured, I will never bother you again, nor will I foolishly try to compete for a place in your heart.'
This excruciating pain that she had experienced once was unforgettable enough for her to remember a lifetime.
Jessica's body had no strength left. She could no longer hold herself up.
With a thud, her entire body collapsed onto the ground.
The ground was wet, and water splashed onto her face.
It hurt terribly when she fell, but she could no longer feel it.
The rain continued to pour.
The sky grew darker, and there were fewer and fewer vehicles on the road.
In the distance, in a Jeep, Yosef gripped the steering wheel with both hands. Suddenly, he rubbed his eyes frantically.
"Boss, it looks like there's been an accident up ahead. The rain is too heavy, I can't see clearly. Can you take a look?"
Upon hearing the word 'accident', Vincent's previously half-closed eyes snapped open. He sat up straight, his deep black eyes seriously scanning the road ahead.
When he saw a car overturned on the roadside, his heart tightened. He immediately said, "It's an accident. Drive over there right away."
Yosef replied, "Yes, boss."
As soon as the car stopped, the two of them rushed toward the vehicle involved in the accident. They quickly found the driver in the driver's seat.
At the same time, Yosef noticed a figure in white lying by the roadside.
Fortunately, Jessica was wearing a white dress today, making her easier to spot amidst the darkness and heavy rain.
"Boss, there's someone unconscious over there." Yosef pointed toward Jessica.
"I'll go over. You get the driver out." After giving his instructions, Vincent quickly ran toward Jessica.
When he picked up the woman lying on the ground and saw her face clearly, Vincent's heart suddenly clenched.
Jessica?
How could it be her?
The person in the accident was actually her.
Suppressing the wild beating of his heart, Vincent reached out, patting her face while shouting loudly, "Jessica, wake up, wake up. Jessica, wake up."
He hurriedly placed Jessica into the car, then looked at Yosef. "She's seriously injured, her life is in danger. I need to get her to the hospital immediately. I checked the driver's injuries. Although he's unconscious, his is not in danger. You wait here for 911."
"Got it, boss. Be careful." As soon as Yosef finished speaking, he saw Vincent already holding the girl in his arms, speeding off in the car.
At this moment, he still didn't know that the girl Vincent was holding was Jessica.
On the road, Vincent drove at breakneck speed.
It was pouring rain, and the night was deep. There were almost no cars on the road.
But such weather did not faze Vincent at all; his driving skills were still impeccable.
With trembling hands, Vincent called Ennifer.
Because of the heavy rain, Ennifer had gone to bed early. When she answered the phone, her voice was groggy. "Hello, calling in the middle of the night, you better have a very important reason."
"Ennifer, it's urgent and very important." Vincent, usually calm, had a slight tremor in his voice.
This detail was immediately caught by Ennifer, she asked, "What's wrong? Vincent, are you injured on a mission?"
Vincent getting injured was the Lucas family's greatest fear.
Vincent replied, "Ennifer, it's not me. Don't panic, but I need your help right now. I remember you have a friend who's an obstetrics professor. Can you contact her? I have a friend who needs her immediate attention. I'm already on my way."
"What's going on?" Ennifer, still in a daze, naturally had to ask.
"It's a long story. Just help me arrange it immediately." Hearing the urgency in Vincent's voice, Ennifer didn't ask further and quickly replied, "Alright, don't worry. I'll arrange it right away."
Vincent said, "Thank you, Ennifer."
After hanging up the phone, Vincent looked at Jessica and continued to shout loudly. "Jessica, wake up. Jessica, don't sleep, wake up."
At this moment, the greater her awareness, the stronger her will to survive, reducing the danger she faced and amplifying her chances of making it through.
So he had to wake her up.
On the way to the hospital, Vincent kept calling Jessica's name.
In a daze, Jessica seemed to feel it. Her body felt warmer, the surroundings were warm and soft.
No longer was the heavy rain washing over her body. She wasn't as cold anymore, and someone was constantly calling her name, desperately telling her- Don't sleep, Jessica, don't sleep.
Such warmth, such urgent calling, was it Giselle?
Or her Grandpa?
No, it wasn't Xavier. If it were Xavier, he would definitely call her 'Honey'.
Then it must be Giselle.
"Giselle," Jessica murmured, finally managing to open her eyes with effort.
The car had already stopped, and Vincent was carrying Jessica, rushing into the obstetrics department.
When she felt herself in a warm embrace and saw a familiar face, she couldn't help but burst into tears, her voice trembling uncontrollably. "Vincent? Am I mistaken? Is it really you?"
If she hadn't opened her eyes, she would have doubted her own vision.
Hearing her voice, Vincent was overjoyed. He looked down, excitedly saying, "It's me, you're not mistaken. You finally woke up!"
Jessica quickly realized. "So just now, it was you calling me, shouting my name, and telling me not to sleep, to wake up, right?"
Vincent nodded. "Yes."
"Thank you, Vincent. It seems like every time I'm at my lowest, in the most danger, and in need of help, you always appear. Really, thank you for being here." After saying this, Jessica closed her eyes, exhausted.
She had thought she would die, that she would say a final goodbye to this world.
But no, it was Vincent that saved her again.
Every time she met him, she felt at ease.
This time, she hoped he could bring her good luck and help her escape danger.
Placing her hand on her lower abdomen, Jessica protected it, speaking with effort. "I'm fine, but the baby. Please save the baby. I'm bleeding, a lot, I'm worried about the baby."
Thinking about the baby, Jessica's heart ached terribly.
Vincent's steady voice sounded above her. "Don't worry, I've already contacted Dr. Thompson from obstetrics. She will definitely help you save the baby."
Jessica said, "Dr. Thompson? Really?"
Hearing this name, a glimmer of light, a spark of hope ignited in Jessica's once lifeless heart.
Dr. Thompson was an authority in the field, known as the 'miracle hand' in obstetrics, and hadn't personally performed surgery in years.
With her there, Jessica felt reassured, cooing, "Vincent, I'm so tired."
Vincent said softly, "If you're tired, close your eyes and rest. When you wake up, everything will be fine."
"Really?" Jessica looked at Vincent with wide eyes, as if whatever he said, she would believe.
"Of course, I never lie," Vincent said.
"Alright, I believe you." She believed him without hesitation.
