Chapter 237 Martin Proposed to Patricia
IgnoringMartin charged past the police tape, he charged into the accident scene, only to be stopped but was immediately halted by a police officer.
"Sorry, this is an accident scene. Unauthorized personnel are not allowed—..."
Martin's frustration boiled over. "Get out of my way..."
Martin'sHis eyes were bloodshot, like reflecting a frenzy akin to a wild beast in a frenzy. .
The officer, shocked that someone dared to yell at himtaken aback by Martin's audacity, raised his baton to strike Martin but was stoppedin a threatening gesture, but a firm hand intervened at the last moment by a firm hand. .
A stern voice followed: "You've got some nerve blocking Mr. Langley. Step aside."
The," came a stern voice belonged to. It was the police chief of the Parrot Road area, accompaniedflanked by Alan.
The chief snatchedtook the baton from the junior officerofficer's hand and respectfully gestured tomotioned Martin: forward. "Mr. Langley, I apologize. He's new and doesn't understand. Please, this way..."
Without acknowledging the chief, Martin didn't even glance at him as he ducked under the tape and enteredproceeded into the heart of the scene.
, with Alan followeding closely, reporting behind him.
Alan quickly caught up to Martin, "The situation here is too chaotic for the station to sort out, so we haven't been able to gather useful information. But the traffic cameras suggest it's a straightforward traffic accident, common around this time of year."
Hearing this, Martin's face showed both emotions were a complex mix of anger and regret..
What he upon hearing this. He regretted was not insisting on having Alan drive Patricia.
He shouldn't have let home, realizing his anger overat her words make him let her leave alone.
had clouded his judgment. The thought that Patricia might have been involved in anthis accident because ofdue to his momentary lapse filled him with self-loathing. was unbearable.
But he knew this wasn't the time for regrets; he He needed to ascertainknow Patricia's condition quickly.
Martin asked,urgently. "Did you get the information on the people taken away by the ambulance?" Martin inquired, his voice tense.
Alan repliedAlan's response brought a fleeting moment of relief, "Yes, and the lady is not among them."
Martin felt a mix of relief and renewed tension as he However, Martin's anxiety didn't subside as he meticulously searched through the wreckage for any sign of Patricia's champagne BMW.
That one's white, not it.
Black, also not it.
Finally spotting a champagne-coloredEach car, he rushed over, that wasn't hers only to find it was a different make. heightened his desperation.
The more he searched, the more frantic Martin became.
He was afraidThe fear of not finding her.
Yet also afraid was paralyzing, yet the possibility of what he might find.
if he did was equally terrifying. His emotions were in turmoil.
He , so much so that he didn't even notice when hethe cut on his hand on the hood of a white sedan, his mind consumed with one thought.
He had to find Patricia.
Seeing his palmuntil blood nearly soaked in blood, Alanhis palm.
Alan, witnessing Martin's distress, couldn't bear it,stand idly by. "Boss, take a break. I'll look for the lady."
But Martin ignored him, insisting on searching on his own.
As he watchedBut Martin was resolute, determined to continue the search himself. He painstakingly checked each victim being extracted from their cars and laid on the roadside to wait for ambulances, Martin ran over to check each one. wreckage, his heart sinking with each one that wasn't Patricia.
Not her.
Not her!
Still not her!
Why couldn't he find Patricia?
Where The mounting despair was she?
Could she still be trapped under a car?
Or worse, could she have perished?
Countless thoughts racedabruptly cut through Martin's mind, his blood running cold, and just as despair began to set in,by a familiar and, gentle voice came from behind him.
"Martin, what are you doing here?"
Hearing that At the sound of Patricia's voice, Martin's body stiffenedMartin froze, then heslowly turned slowly, like a scene from a movie in slow motion. When he saw Patricia standing behind himaround. The sight of her, unharmed, a wave of joy so intense filled his heart.
He forgot he was on a road.
Forgot it was anoverwhelming. In that moment, all the chaos of the accident scene.
He even forgot, the pain from his hand was bleeding, as he , and the fear that had gripped him vanished. He rushed to Patricia, cupped her face, and kissed her fiercely, stealing, enveloping her breath away. in a fierce embrace, a kiss that spoke volumes of his relief and joy.
Initially taken aback by Martin's sudden embrace, Patricia was startled at first, thensoon wrapped her arms around his neck, responding passionately.
to his passion with equal fervor. They kissed deeply,were lost in a deep kiss, oblivious to the world.
around them. In that moment, everynothing else disappeared, leaving only existed but the two of them.
Martin held her tightly, as if tryinghe wished to meldfuse her into his very bones.
being, displaying a fervor and obsession Patricia had never seenwitnessed in him like this, fierce, crazed... and obsessed.
Underbefore. As his kiss, her intensified, Patricia's breath grew thinbecame shallow, and just aswhen she was about tofelt she might faint, Martin finally released her, holdingyet held her tightly. close.
OnlyIt was then didthat Patricia realize henoticed Martin was shaking.
His, his heart was pounding against her chest.
Was he afraid?
This sudden thought startled Patricia, and she asked worriedlyunexpected vulnerability in Martin startled her, prompting her to ask with concern, "What's wrong? Are you okay? Should I accompany you to the doctor?"
Afraid it was just her imagination, afraid she'd lose her if she let go even for a second, Martin, desperate not to let her go, fearing the reality might slip away, shook his head vigorously,emphatically. "I'm fine, just let me hold you for a while."
Only by holding her could he be sure this wasn't an illusion, that he was ," he insisted, needing the reassurance of her presence to confirm she was truly embracing her. there with him.
Patricia didn't dare, sensing his need, remained still in his embrace, not daring to move or struggle, letting him hold her. .
Alan, feeling like an intruder during this intimate moment, averted his gaze. Though he felt awkward, turned away.
He felt out of place standing there at that moment.
But fearing someone might disturb his boss, he stayed close by. nearby, vigilant against any potential disturbances.
After a long while, Martin finally recovered from the terror of almost completely losing Patricia and what felt like an eternity, Martin's grip loosened as he slowly released her, examining her from headcame to toerms with concern.
Seeingthe fact that Patricia was safe. He examined her carefully, ensuring she was unharmed, his relief palpable when he saw she was only a bitslightly disheveled and not hurt, he breathed a sigh of relief. .
"There was an accident, I thought you were involved..." he said, tucking," he confessed with a hoarse, trembling voice, his concern evident as he gently tucked a stray hair behind her ear with a hoarse voice, . "Are you okay?"
His voice trembled with the excitement of having her back.
Patricia finally understood why he had been shaking, afraid.
He thought she had been in an accident.
Her heart, long frozen, began to beat fervently again because, now understanding the root of his fear, felt her heart warm with the realization of his deep concern.
for her. "I had to go back to my department for something, and I left ten minutes late. I saw they needed help here, and as a doctor, I thought I could assist." ," she explained, those crucial ten minutes inadvertently keeping her from the crash.
It was those ten minutes that had fortuitously spared her from the car crash.
Martin hugged her tightly again,enveloped her in another tight embrace, his voice filled with relief. "I'm so glad you're alright... so glad..."
"You..." Patricia wanted to ask him, on the verge of inquiring if his concern, his care,actions meant that he still likedharbored feelings for her, even just a little.
Buthesitated, fearing the words wouldn't come; she feared the answerresponse might not be what she hoped for. align with her hopes.
Unaware of her hesitationinternal turmoil, Martin releasedpulled back, looking into her and cupped her face, hiseyes with a sincere expression earnest,. "Patricia, let's get married!"
Even if she didn't like him now, he didn't care.
He believed that sincerity could move hearts, that one day she would love him.
"What?"
Patricia thought she had misheard, looking at him in disbelief.
Martin repeated solemnly, "Let's get married! Until this moment, I didn't realize how important you are to me. I can't lose you, and I don't want to. I know you might not like me now or have other concerns, but I swear, I will cherish you. I'll move you with my sincerity, make you truly fall in love with me."
As for what happened between her and Hunter before, even if it drove him mad with jealousy, he'd try his best to forget, as if it never happened.
As long as she was by his side, nothing else mattered.
He said a lot, but Patricia's mind clung to the words 'get married', asking with hope, "Marry? Not remarry?"
"Marry? Not remarry?"
To her, marriage and remarriage meant completely different things.
Martin nodded vigorously,with enthusiasm. "Yes, marry, not remarry!. We'll have a newanother wedding, going through all the procedures again. Give, and give our three children a complete home."
Tears welled up in Patricia's eyes brimmed with tears.
No one knew how long sheat his words. She had waitedyearned for those words.
All she wanted wasthis moment for what felt like an eternity, longing only for Martin's love.
"Okay, we'll get married, give the children a complete home." ," Patricia said, her voice filled with emotion.
AfraidFearful she might change her mindreconsider, Martin quickly added, "You promised, so no regretsgoing back now."
Feeling his nervousness for For the first time, Patricia smiled,noticed a hint of nervousness in Martin, which brought a smile to her face. "I won't regret it." ," she assured him.
Overcome with joy, Martin huggedembraced her excitedly, his embrace grew tighter and tightertightly, his heart, which had been leaping out of his chest, finally settling down. calming from its frenzied pace as his hug grew stronger.
Enveloped by happiness, Patricia's right hand involuntarily caressed her flat stomach.
On their wedding day, she would share the good news of her pregnancy with him, a double celebration.
Then, their family would live together, happy and content.
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