The Wife Kissed Her Lover Passionately and Got Into A Car Accident

Nicole quickly rushed to Theo's side, took his hand and placed it on her face, her expression full of guilt and she said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault. If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have had to suffer like this."

Nicole's tears fell again as she spoke and suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind. What if Nicole knew I had died? Would she be even more heartbroken than she was now?

I quickly pushed that thought aside. It was impossible. If she cared about me, she wouldn't have asked for a divorce.

As I forced a bitter smile, my daughter called again. This time, Nicole didn't answer, she hung up instead. My heart tightened. After all this time, didn't Nicole have any suspicion?

Was she not worried about what might happen if our daughter was truly alone at home? Whether it was my nerves or perhaps some divine pity for my daughter, I felt the chains that had bound me loosen a little.

When I got home and saw my daughter's pitiful state, my heart ached. Her face was streaked with tears and sweat and she clutched my clothes tightly, calling out for me. The hatred I felt toward Nicole grew even deeper and I cursed myself bitterly.

To avoid letting the nanny see us and our fights, I had sent her home after my daughter went to sleep. But now, after the accident, a wave of bitterness overwhelmed me.

If Nicole truly loved our daughter, would she have abandoned Theo and come home, just because Lindsay called her 'Mommy'? But there was no 'if.' Nicole didn't believe a word our daughter said.

"Don't cry, sweetheart. Daddy's here to hold you," I said.

Though I knew I couldn't physically hold her, I couldn't bear to see her cry to the point of breathlessness.

As I struggled with how to comfort her, I was stunned to see her arms outstretched toward me and she said, "Daddy, Mommy said I'm a bad girl. I'm so sad. Daddy, where did you go? I'm scared. Do you not love me anymore? I'll stop crying. Please don't leave me."

Seeing that I hadn't picked her up, Lindsay thought I didn't want her anymore and her sobbing grew even more heart-wrenching.

Her cries pierced through me like needles. I had completely forgotten that she could see me. All I wanted was to hold her in my arms, but no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't manage it.

"Daddy, why can't you hold me?" Her tears suddenly stopped and her eyes filled with curiosity. Seeing that she had stopped crying, I felt a little more at ease.

To avoid scaring her, I forced a smile and said, "Because Daddy's playing a game with you. This is our little secret and we can't tell anyone else, okay?"

She reached out her chubby little hand, but it passed right through my face. Seeing that she couldn't touch me, her lips immediately quivered and it looked like she was about to cry.

I instantly panicked, worried that this would scare her. But to my surprise, the next moment, her bell-like laughter filled the room, "Yay! My daddy can do magic! I'll be good and won't tell anyone."

Children's moods change quickly and soon enough, she drifted back to sleep. I sat beside her, wondering how Lindsay could see me.

It wasn't until the nanny entered the room that I realized the truth. Children under the age of twelve can see things that adults can't. The thought made me chuckle. At least this way, my daughter wouldn't feel too lonely.

When the nanny saw Lindsay lying in bed alone, with no signs of any adults around, her voice was full of concern, "How could Mr. Johnson be so careless, leaving the child home alone?"

She took out her phone and tried calling me, but after hearing my phone was off, she dialed Nicole instead. In that instant, I was back at Nicole's side.

She lay exhausted on the hospital bed, dark circles under her eyes. The phone ringing interrupted her sleep and when she saw the call was from home, her expression turned irritated, "Go ask Matthew. Doesn't anyone understand the rules around here? If they can't handle it, they should leave."

"Madam, Mr. Johnson isn't answering his phone. The child has been home alone all night," said the nanny.

At that moment, Nicole's face lost all its composure. She immediately stood up and rushed out of the room.

Hearing her ask about Lindsay's condition, the worry in my heart eased a little. At least she still cared about our daughter.

"Is Matthew mad and left on his own? Are you sure you want to do this?" Theo grabbed Nicole's hand, his eyes filled with concern.

Seeing his fake expression made me laugh mockingly. If it weren't for him, how would we have ended up here?

Nicole reassured him, noticing the gloom on his face. She knew Theo was thinking about what had happened last night.