A Vengeful Girl novel Chapter 134

Linda turned to Brian in concern. "Are you alright, Brian? You don't look well."

"I'm fine, thanks." Brian shook his head in reassurance, but he was turning pale, and a cold sweat had broken out on his forehead.

Linda immediately called up the police for assistance before updating Charles, who rushed over with Paul after learning about the accident.

The police was already at the crash site when Charles arrived, and the truck driver responsible for the accident had been arrested.

The driver was unnaturally calm. He was willing to take full responsibility, and didn't try to run away.

Linda had a bad feeling about the whole thing. It didn't seem like an accident; the accelerating truck was heading straight for their car when it happened.

She pulled Charles aside and voiced her thoughts. "I don't think it was a simple accident. The truck was aiming for the passenger seat. If Brian wasn't with us, that's where I would've been."

"Yes, that was too close for comfort." Charles nodded in agreement and took Linda's hand. He gave her a careful look to check if she was hurt in any way. A lot of people had started to gather, making Linda feel self-conscious. She let go of Charles's hand and hissed, "What are you doing? There are a lot of people here."

Seeing Linda was fine, Charles smiled in response. "Paul already assigned some men to look into this. They'll get an update in half an hour."

"Let's bring Brian to the hospital first. His back seems badly hurt." Linda glanced at Brian, whose face was drained of all color. After being helped out of the car, he was now lying on the ground. Bun sat beside him to look after him.

Linda felt guilty. Brian only got hurt because of her.

Charles shot him an unconcerned look. "Don't worry about him. He'll live."

Hearing this, Brian exclaimed in protest, "How could you say that? Don't you realize how serious this is? This is the second time I've been badly hurt in the past two weeks!"

"Well, you deserve it."

"Fuck you! I saved your woman the first time, and now I've saved Bun. You could be a little more grateful!" Pretending to be upset, Brian covered his face with his hands and turned away from Charles. "My wife was kidnapped the first time because of you. I didn't blame you, and yet here you are complaining. Although this time... I agree you did save Bun." If Brian wasn't there, Linda and Bun would have died on this street.

Bun knew that had she been the one driving, there was no way she could've evaded the truck quick enough to avoid it.

Even if Linda had nine lives, she couldn't have survived that. Fortunately, Brian had been with them.

They were really lucky this time.

Although Charles made fun of Brian, he quickly took action. The driver was taken to the police department, and the ambulance from Mu Private Hospital arrived in 15 minutes. Brian was taken into the ambulance and Bun accompanied him.

Although Bun's forehead was unscathed, her arms were grazed a bit and they needed to be cleaned up in the hospital.

Linda was fine, so she prepared to go to her interview.

She glanced at her watch to see that it was already 2:30 p.m. It was 30 minutes past her scheduled interview! She hoped she wouldn't arrive too late once she reached the school.

Not willing to leave her side yet, Charles decided to give Linda a ride.

As soon as they got in, Charles received a message from Paul.

They had information on the driver.

He was a 28-year-old man named Warren Zhang, who had been working in the city for seven years. His wife and three-year-old daughter lived in the countryside.

He was just a regular man.

"Something's not right. An ordinary driver wouldn't have been so calm after causing such an accident." Linda commented.

"You're right. Further investigation is already underway. Trust me, he won't get away from this even if it was just an accident."

Charles' eyes were flashing with rage as he spoke. Linda's life had been in mortal danger too many times in less than a month!

What kind of man couldn't protect his wife?

Seeing him frown, Linda massaged his forehead in comfort. "Don't blame yourself."

"I'm sorry, Linda. You wouldn't be in such danger if it not for me. To make things worse, I wasn't with you every time..." Charles turned to look into Linda's eyes, his face full of apology.

Linda shook her head. "Don't worry about it. Look, I'm fine." She gestured to herself to emphasize her point.

"I guess you're right."

Charles nodded without another word, but he vowed to himself that he would keep Linda safe in the future.

Linda's phone rang during the drive. It was a call from the school.

"Hello, is this Linda Xia?"

"Hello, yes that's me. I'm sorry for running late. I was involved in a car accident…" Sniffing disapprovingly, the person on the other line interrupted her. "Being late for an interview is a small matter, but lying about it is another story. You're applying as a teacher. How can you set a good example if you can't be bothered to tell the truth? Don't bother coming in."

"No, you don't understand! I really was in a car accident, " she repeated. "I have the police report and other documents to support this."

The person hung up before Linda could finish, leaving her speechless and crestfallen.

"What's the matter?" Charles asked, noticing her bad mood.

Linda smiled, trying to shrug it off. "Nothing serious. I've just failed my interview. I should've been there at 2 o'clock, but it's already 2:30 p.m. They wouldn't believe that I was in car accident, and assumed I was just making up excuses for being late."

Now that she thought about it, Linda found it ridiculous that the woman had such an active imagination.

"What's wrong?" Charles asked when noticing her bad mood.

Linda smiled, "Nothing serious. I've just failed an interview. I should have been there in 2:00 p.m., but it's 2:30 now. They don't believe I had an car accident and thought I was telling lies and making excuses for being late."

Thinking of this, Linda thought the woman was ridiculous for her imagination was quite rich.

Charles didn't say anything. Instead, he made a phone call with the Bluetooth headset. "Paul, call the principal of Z middle school and ask him to let the interviewer wait at the school gate. Otherwise, I will pull down his school!"