Chapter 383


    But she did not find Charlotte, nor heard her answering. Dean was calm. He asked around if anybody


    had seen a four-year-old in a pettiskirt with a strawberry cake box in her hand.


    Atst, one person responded. "I saw a little girl you just described. She ran out of the supermarket


    seconds ago."


    Dean chased out at once, while Summer was on his heels.


    Men run faster than women. Dean had his heart in his mouth when he found Charlotte standing in the


    middle of the road, picking up a kite in the traffic.


    He quickened his pace and ran as fast as he could while calling out to Charlotte. “Stand there,


    Charlotte! Don''t move!"


    Charlotte heard Dean’s voice and turned around, happily raising the kite in her hand to show Dean. “A


    kite, Uncle Dean!"


    Just when Dean was two steps away from Charlotte, a car suddenly came to a couple of meters away


    from Charlotte.


    The driver of the car did not see thising and panicked, mistakenly stepping on the gas instead of


    the brake pedal.


    The car sped up toward Charlotte. Dean gritted his teeth and lunged forward to protect Charlotte in his


    arms. The car hit them head on, sending both of them i n the air before they crashnded on the


    ground. Blood started to flow.


    There was blood on Dean''s head and Charlotte''s body. Theyy on the ground, motionless,


    unconscious.


    The cake that Charlotte was holding had been thrown far away with the cake and the box falling apart.


    The white cream was stained with blood. It looked ringly bright, with red on white. It was not known


    whose blood it was-Dean''s or Charlotte''s.


    A crowd had gathered, and people were discussing among themselves. Some were taking out their cell


    phones to call for an ambnce.


    Summer saw the scene as soon as she rushed out of the supermarket.


    The blood was terrifyingly red. She did not know if it was Dean''s or Charlotte''s blood. She could not tell.


    Dean was motionless. Even the hyperactive Charlotte was quietly lying there. Summer''s vision started


    to turn dark. She went weak at the knees, nearly stumbling to the ground. But she gritted her teeth.


    Ignoring her trembling body, she took out her phone and called the emergency service.


    It was just a simple act of dialing a number, but she had to use all her strength to do that.


    Her hands and legs were shaking. Even the muscles i n her cheeks stiffened and quivered. She had


    never felt so scared before.


    But she knew she must not copse; she absolutely must not copse, and she could not afford to


    copse now.


    She had to remain sober and stayed with the two of them. Fortunately, the hospital was close to the


    scene of the incident. The ambnce arrived in just a short while.


    Watching the medics lifted Charlotte and Dean into the ambnce, respectively, she followed closely


    behind.


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    The lights in the emergency room came on.


    Summer sat on the bench outside the emergency room, her face pale. She buried her head between


    her legs, her delicate shoulders shivering uncontrobly.


    She would never forget the scene she just saw. She would never forget it.


    She was to me. Had she held Charlotte''s hand and not let go; had she warned Charlotte not to run


    around; had she kept an eye on Charlotte all the time...


    This thing would not have happened had she not let down her guard. She was to me.


    She did not dare to think about the consequences.