Chapter 1439


    Hertha was practically bouncing with excitement as she spoke, her energy seemingly boundless.


    Thssa''s shoulders, tense just moments before, suddenly rxed, and a wave of joy brought a


    glistening wetness to her eyes.


    Lysander''s body had shown reflexive movements the day before, a promising sign that his nerves


    were slowly regaining sensation. Combined with Dr. Funke''s treatment, the chances of him waking


    up were growingrger andrger.


    Anxious yet thrilled, Thssa clung to the hope of Lysander''s awakening, a hope she had nurtured


    for three long years. She prayed this time, Lysander would fully recover.


    "Thssa, let''s head out. It''s gettingte now. You need a good rest." Hertha, having calmed down


    from her earlier exuberance, was the voice of reason.


    "Yeah," Thssa nodded, exiting the restaurant with Hertha.


    Outside, ric and Dr. Funke were nowhere to be seen. They must have left already.


    The autumn night was cool, and the gentle breeze caressed their flushed faces, bringing a


    refreshing rity to their thoughts. "Hertha, you go on ahead. I''ve got something to take care of,"


    Thssa said.


    "What is it?" Hertha asked, concern edging her voice.


    "Remember? I need to introduce an apprentice to Dr. Funke," Thssa reminded her.


    The realization dawned on Hertha, "I''lle with you, then."


    "No need, you''ve got the kids waiting for you at home. They need their mom to tuck them in. I can


    handle this myself. You’d better head back now, don''t keep the little ones waiting too long."


    Thssa knew all too well the deep bond between a mother and her children. Without their mom,


    the kids might not sleep well. Having not seen her own children for three years, Thssa''s longing


    was a thick, dense ink, and she wouldn''t let Hertha''s children suffer the same pain.


    Thinking of her own Julian and Helena, Hertha''s heart melted. She couldn''t bear the thought of


    them feeling neglected.


    So shepromised, "Alright, I''ll head home. Call me if you need anything."


    They parted ways, each driving off in their respective cars.


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    Thssa headed toward Hollowbrook to find the apprentice for Dr. Funke, while Hertha drove


    toward the cozy suburb of Gulfstream Community, her mind upied with thoughts of Julian and


    Helena.


    "Crash!"


    Suddenly, her car collided with the one in front. The violent jolt threw her forward, her head


    mming against the steering wheel, a wave of dizziness overwhelming her.


    She hit the brakes in panic, her car still nudging the one ahead.


    Fighting the stars in her vision and the waves of dizziness and pain, Hertha pressed down on the


    brake pedal.


    The car jerked to a stop.


    She tried to unbuckle her seat belt, wanting to check on the other vehicle, but her head was heavy,


    and she felt a warm liquid trickling down from her scalp, across her forehead, and onto her eyelids.


    The pain was intense, her body too weak to even lift her arms.


    From the car ahead, a door swung open, and a woman in high heels strutted over to Hertha''s car,


    angrily pounding on the window. "What kind of driving is that? Didn''t you see the car stopped


    ahead? Do you have any idea how expensive my car is? Get out here, you''re not leaving without


    coughing up thirty grand today!"


    Hertha could barely process the shrill voice that was making her already throbbing head feel like it


    was about to explode.


    She tried to lift her head, to make sense of the blurry figure outside, but her consciousness was


    fading, "I didn''t mean to—"


    Her voice trailed off as her body slumped, and she lost consciousnesspletely.