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This time, I was confused when I could no longer control the speed of my car.

My forehead bled even more when I hit the steering wheel again.

I lost control of the car and my vision started to get blurry because of dizziness.

I just realized that I was about to collide with a large tree on the side of the road.

Because of too much tiredness and panic, I didn't get to think of a way to save myself from bumping into a bulky tree. I couldn't even move or think of anything. All I could do was sob.

After my car crashed into a tree, my arm and leg were bleeding due to the force of the impact.

I noticed that the driver who bumped into my car multiple times came out of his car and was approaching my direction.

I forced myself to lock the door of my car just to make sure that he wasn't going to get a chance to harm me. Especially now that I'm not in the state to get a hold of myself and fight.

I had a chance to look at him when he arrived at my window, but I couldn't because it was too dark.

Plus, he's also wearing a hoodie.

I saw him dial something on his phone. My visions got blurry even more. As much as I want to stay awake, my eyelids are starting to get heavy. I was dizzy and lost a lot of blood.

One last glance and I saw how the culprit's lips curved.

He even managed to smile even after causing someone a trouble.

The audacity of this jerk!

His smile

The way his lips curved

The way he looked satisfied after seeing me on the verge of running out of blood

From any angle, that man was mad. Who in their right mind would be happy to see someone bleeding and dying?

Nothing.

Only him.

Because he was crazy.

Because he was out of his mind.

I sighed after remembering some of the scenes from that night.

How I panicked when he started to crash my car and how I crashed into a tree.

I swear, that was one of the weirdest and creepiest moments in my entire existence.

I only recovered from being in the hospital for six days and was immediately allowed to go home by the doctor.

Mom and Dad were both hands-on with my recovery.

The older brother manages the company first, of course still with the guidance of Dad.

Camilla and Lily are the ones who fix things that I used to do. I should give them a bonus, huh?

Mommy let me rest at home for two days and did not allow me to do anything or work. But on the third day, boredom hits me hard.

I want to go back to work because I'm bored at home.

"Mom, I swear, I'm fine." I stated firmly.

We were in the middle of a conversation while having our breakfast yesterday. I was still teasing them that I was going back to work because I was bored here at home.

"No, you're not yet fully recovered." You still need to rest, son. That might be bad for your health if you go to work right away. Your body still needs to rest." Mommy expressed her concern.