Love Worth Fighting For

371 The same wound

Without a clear goal, Zwetta continued to drive the car she was driving through the streets of Luxembourg which was quite busy. The presence of foreign tourists who are taking their children to explore beautiful cities in Luxembourg and other European countries is starting to become clear at the end of the year like this.

Zwetta, who was so disturbed by Christian about Robin, continued to drive her car towards a straight road without branches, until finally Zwetta arrived at a hilly area that had a deep ravine. And as the road narrowed, Zwetta finally realized that she had taken the wrong path. The one-way car lane trapped Zwetta, worried about the arrival of a car from the opposite direction as soon as Zwetta swerved to the right into a fairly dense pine forest. Luckily the car she was driving had a sensor that was so extraordinary, that Zwetta managed to avoid a fatal accident even though her head was slightly hit by a minor collision with a pine tree.

“Ouch...”

Zwetta groaned in pain as her head hit the steering wheel after experiencing a small unavoidable collision, a stabbing pain began to attack her head which seemed to be turning blue.

“Damn...what exactly happened.” Zwetta cursed all the bad luck that happened. “Why can’t I remember any of them.”

After venting her annoyance, Zwetta then leaned back on the chair trying to suppress the pain that hit her head. Not wanting anything untoward to happen while driving a car with a sore head, Zwetta decided to rest for a while in that place. After making sure all the doors were locked, Zwetta then adjusted the position of the chair she was sitting in into a more comfortable position and began to close her eyes. Everything that had happened had really confused her. Between Robin and Christian, Zwetta had no idea who had lied. What is certain right now she just wants to sleep for a while, trying to forget all the problems that came suddenly. A problem that turned out to be much bigger than she previously thought.

***

“For you.” Johan handed Charlotte an ice cream cone who was waiting for Asher to buy Anne’s cake.

Charlotte waved her hand. “No thanks.”

.....

“Certain?”

“Yes, ice cream will make me fat and fat will make me look unattractive to Christian,” replied Charlotte curtly.

Johan smiled. “It’s really excruciating, when we only live once and we should be able to enjoy life to the fullest. Not like what you’re doing right now.”

“I don’t need your comments!” Charlotte grumbled in annoyance.

Not wanting to spoil her improved mood after changing her nails, Charlotte then rushed away from Johan’s side to where Asher was still queuing up to pay for his order.

Seeing Charlotte leave, an evil grin appeared on Johan’s lips again. “Go, run as far as you can, Charlotte Lloyd. Wherever you go, I can surely make you kneel under my feet.”

Johan had just stepped foot when Asher waved at him, asking him to come home as soon as his order was finished. Asher, who was very obedient to Anne, chose to go home immediately, he didn’t want to make his adoptive mother wait for his cake for too long.

Just like before, Johan again became a driver for Charlotte and Asher who sat in the back seat. Asher, who doesn’t have any feelings for Charlotte at all, looks so patient with Charlotte’s annoying chatter, several times Asher even seems to take a deep breath when Charlotte asks for his opinion in choosing clothes from a clothing store in Paris.

“Whatever you choose will be fine when you use it, Charlotte. Don’t worry,” Asher said quietly.

Charlotte pursed her lips. “Good from where? I haven’t tried it in person, Asher!”

“If you want to try before you buy, you have to come to Paris in person, Miss,” said Johan quietly from the driver’s seat and joined the conversation.

“I’m not talking to you, don’t interfere!!” said Charlotte curtly. “What I’m talking to Asher, you just focus on the road. That’s your job as a driver!!”

Johan’s face turned red, getting such blatant insults in front of Asher, who incidentally was a nobody, made Johannes Levy’s blood boil. Johan, who had been keeping his identity tight all this time, almost broke his disguise if he didn’t immediately remember his father, Johan who had promised to destroy all Clarke’s members and seize their property that actually belonged to him and his father made Johan manage to regain control of his emotions. .

Because the traffic light had turned green, Johan returned to drive his car to Clarke’s mansion, which was so magnificent. One of Johan’s targets is to take the mansion with many beautiful towers from Christian and turn it into his resting place, the magnificent mansion that has a high historical value that Johan wants to use as a place to do many fun activities with his favorite famous artists, if he manages to seize all of them. a valuable asset belonging to the Clarke family. It was as he had planned for the past five years after infiltrating the Clarke family as an assistant to Asher, the foster child who was extremely hard to influence.

For the rest of the trip, Johan locked his lips tightly. Leaving Asher and Charlotte joking in the backseat. When they almost reached Clarke’s mansion, suddenly there was a traffic jam that forced Johan to stop his car.

“Christian’s car,” Johan murmurs quietly.

“What’s the matter, Johan? Why did you stop?” asked Asher curiously.

Johan glanced in the rearview mirror, saw Asher through the rectangular mirror. “Looks like there’s an accident ahead.”

“Accident?”

“Yes, a series of accidents,” replied Johan again.

Even though he recognized the wrecked car that had just passed in front of him, Johan didn’t want to tell Asher that. In his heart, Johan prayed that the owner of the luxury car he knew very well would die.

“Oh God, I hope there are no casualties,” said Asher again.

Johan pursed his lips. “Yeah, I hope so too.”

Because the traffic flow had started to run smoothly, one by one the cars that had stopped began to run again, including the car that was driven by Johan. Without intending to tell what he had just seen, Johan then continued his journey to Clarke’s mansion which was not far from where he had stopped.

With a very cheerful mood Johan got out of the car and invited Asher and Charlotte to get off. Johan’s smile grew wide when he remembered the condition of the red sports car he had previously seen. As a person who really hates Christian, Johan recognized all of Christian’s car collections in Luxembourg. That’s why he’s so happy right now, Johan believes that Christian must be seriously injured right now. But Johan’s hopes were dashed when he entered the house, the figure of Christian who he thought was seriously injured was actually sitting on the sofa with Suri and Areez. The source of this content is N(o)vel(F)ire

Fuck...what the hell is this?

If there was a day that Johan hated the most, then today would be one of them. His soaring hopes suddenly shattered to the earth when he saw that Christian was fine. Damn it!!

Johan woke up from his daydream when Charlotte nudged his body, Charlotte who was previously receiving a call outside suddenly entered in a hurry. Charlotte’s goal is Christian, a few moments ago Charlotte got info from the guards on the front page that Christian had just had a pretty bad accident, that’s why Charlotte wanted to see Christian’s condition immediately.

“Ouch...”

“Sorry.” Suri immediately pulled her hand from Christian’s forehead which was still bleeding. “Looks like you need to go to the hospital, Christ. The bleeding won’t stop.”

Christian shakes his head. “I’m fine, it’s just a small wound.”

“Don’t be stubborn, Christ,” Areez said as well. “This tear is quite deep and you need a doctor’s help immediately.”

“Kainer has already called a doctor for me, you guys take it easy.”

“Christ!!” Suri and Areez reacted simultaneously.

But Christian is still Christian, with all the stubbornness he has he still refuses Suri and Areez’s advances to take him to the hospital. After feeling his headache subside, Christian tries to get up from the sofa, but is stopped by Areez’s grip on his left wrist.

“Let me go!” Christian growls warning.

“It’s for your own good, Christ.”

Christian purses his lips. “I know...”

“Christian!!!” Charlotte’s loud scream makes Christian stop his words.

In no time Charlotte manages to reach Christian, with all her excitement Charlotte checks and keeps asking what happened to Christian. Her eyes welled with tears when she saw the still wet red stain on Christian’s left collar.

Suri who was annoyed at Charlotte immediately rolled her eyes, she was embarrassed to see the girl’s behavior towards her brother. Even though she has known Charlotte for a long time, Suri still cannot fully accept the girl’s presence.

“We’re going to the hospital, okay?”

“You need to get a doctor’s help right away, Christ.”

“It’s not a minor injury, you can’t take an injury like this lightly.”

“Cherry...”

“Shhh.” Charlotte places her index finger in front of Christian’s slightly pale lips. “Where’s Aunty? Why haven’t I seen her before? Aunty would agree that you should go to the hospital now.”

Suri moves her hand towards Christian’s hand which is currently being tightly gripped by Charlotte. “Mommy is out with Daddy on business. Don’t worry, they already know Christian’s condition and are on their way home. You don’t have to worry.”