The Day the SAT Ended, My Son Died

I suppressed my anger and shouted anxiously, "Zachary Jennings, I'm not kidding you! Ethan is in the ICU now, waiting for you to go back for surgery. If you don't take out the steel bar as soon as possible, he will die!"

Zachary said impatiently, "That's enough, you're making a scene like a shrew. Was it because I abandoned you guys on the way today?

Aiden's leg was injured. Riley, as a single mother, is helpless with her kid. I'm just lending a helping hand. How can you be so lacking in compassion?"

A kid?

An 18-year-old kid who was taller than me?

It was just a scratch. Even if it didn't apply any ointment, it would also heal quickly.

I exploded in an instant.

"It's because of you! You abandoned Ethan and me for Riley's son, who was merely a scratch on the knee. You got Ethan hit by a car!

You are the only one who can save his life now! He is waiting for you to save him! Come back to the hospital with me now!"

Seeing that Zachary hesitated, Riley covered her mouth and chuckled, "Hannah, stop joking, all right? My son is injured, and your son is also injured now?

Only Zach can cure him? Bah!

If you are not happy that Zach treated my son, then I apologize to you. Stop cursing Ethan. He is also Zach's son."

I was so anxious that I broke out in a cold sweat, and my tone softened, almost begging.

"I'm telling the truth. Zachary, please, come with me to save our son. Please..."

Riley leaned in close to Zachary's ear, laughing seductively. "Zach, she's changed her strategy to playing the weak card. I have to admit, she's quite convincing."

Sure enough, as soon as she said this, Zachary looked at me with even more annoyance.

I became furious, and in a fit of anger, I pushed her away forcefully.

"A human life is at stake. Why are you laughing?

This is between me and my husband. It's none of your business!"

Seemingly caught off guard by my actions, Riley glared at me resentfully before throwing herself into Zachary's embrace, appearing aggrieved.

Zachary held her in his arms and pushed me away fiercely.

"Hannah, stop acting like a shrew! Get out of here!"

Aiden, who was sitting in the corner of the sofa, also rushed over and glared at me fiercely. "Get out of my house now, or I'll call the police!"

Riley screamed as she looked at the palm-sized scratch on her son's leg.

"Don't move, Aiden! Watch out for your wound!"

Aiden also hugged his legs at this moment and groaned in pain, "Mr. Jennings, my legs hurt so much!"

Zachary's attention was drawn. He bent down, examined Aiden's wound, quickly grabbed his clothes, put them on, and swiftly lifted Aiden onto his back before running out.

"Quick, send him to the hospital! If the wound is not treated properly, it will leave a scar!"

I quickly chased him out and grabbed him tightly before he closed the car door and broke down crying.

"Zachary, please, Ethan is really depending on you to save him. Please come with me to save him..."

Riley yelled, "Hannah, are you addicted to acting?

Don't you see that the wound on my son's leg will leave a scar if it's not treated? Do you deliberately stop us because you want to ruin my son's leg?

How can you be so vicious?"

Zachary, with a frown, ignored my pleas and desperate attempts to stop him. He kicked me to the ground and drove away, leaving me behind.

I got up and desperately ran after the car.

There was only one belief driving me. I must take Zachary to have surgery.

I must save Ethan.

I fell and got up again. My knees were bruised and bleeding, but I didn't feel any pain at all.

At the same time, I kept calling Zachary on my cell phone, begging him to believe me for once, to stop and go to Aurora Hospital to save Ethan.

At this time, the hospital called.

My heart skipped a beat, and I picked up the phone with trembling hands.

"Mrs. Jennings, the patient is experiencing significant internal bleeding in the heart and is in critical condition. We have issued a critically ill notification. Please come back as soon as possible to see him one last time..."

I collapsed in despair, falling to the ground and staring fixedly in the direction where the car disappeared...