Spoiled By My Bossy CEO Husband

Chapter 767 The car accident because of me?

When Lottie arrives at the hospital, Alfred is already waiting at the door.

In between, Alfred called in another large group of specialists to resuscitate Connie in the emergency

room.

Connie was heading back to Chapman Mansion when she had the accident.

A tanker truck on the side, for some reason, suddenly accelerated, ran a red light and crashed into

Connie's car like crazy.

Connie didn't have time to dodge.

Her car was knocked over, and was also severely crushed by the tanker.

According to passersby at the scene, the crash was horrific, with broken glass and bright red blood all

over the floor.

Connie did not die on the spot is her life.

Most of the shattered windshields were lodged in her body.

If it wasn't for the watch Elijah gave her earlier, which she put in her breast pocket, that large piece of

debris, perhaps to penetrate her heart, piercing her heart.

At that time, even if Alfred found more masters, there is no way to save Connie's life.

Even now, Connie's life is on the line.

The lights in the emergency room were blindingly bright.

When Lottie arrived, her face was so pale that she could barely stand.

Zack gave her a hand before she was able to stand.

"How's it going?" Lottie asked Alfred in a low voice.

On the way here, she already knew the general situation, but still couldn't help but ask.

Connie was her best friend, and when she was having the hardest time, it was Connie who had slowly

gotten through it with her.

If Connie really had any accidents this time, the blow to Lottie would undoubtedly be huge.

At this moment, her heart gushed out infinite panic.

Alfred saw Lottie, his face was not very good.

Lottie's eyes are red at the moment, but her face is incomparably white, the whole person is shaking,

as if the next moment will pass out.

Alfred's situation, but not much better than Lottie.

Lottie also noticed that the back of Alfred's right hand was bruised, the knuckles were broken and

stained with blood.

Obviously, Alfred had been angry before Lottie came.

Look at the other side of the broken glass wall, it is easy to think clearly, Alfred just how emotional

breakdown.

Alfred's gaze swept coldly over Lottie, with a cold smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Do you still care if she lives or dies?"

This reproach-like questioning caused Lottie to freeze for a moment.

Alfred spoke really badly, and brought even more hostility towards Lottie.

This attitude made Richeal who came behind him frown slightly.

"What's your tone?" Richeal was anxious and angry at the same time.

Alfred averted his gaze, snorted and did not speak.

Lottie pressed Richeal's hand and looked to Alfred with an extra serious tone.

"How did Connie get into the accident?"

Alfred said, "She was in a car accident on her way back to the Chapman family to find you."

"What was the driver involved and what was the cause of the accident?"

"The driver was driving tired." Alfred gritted his teeth and looked at Lottie: "Do you believe that?"

Lottie's pupils flinched.

Alfred's tone was cool: "If it weren't for you, would Connie have done something so offensive? Those

people wouldn't have targeted her, and nothing would have happened to her."

Lottie took a step back, facing Alfred's rebuke, she felt very bad.

"Connie was ...... in a car accident because of me?"

Alfred saw her like this and thought of Connie's blood-covered appearance when she was taken to the

hospital for resuscitation.

The heart surprisingly has a feeling of revenge pleasure.

"Or what?"

Alfred narrowed his eyes and looked at Lottie, saying half-heartedly, "Not for you, she's all right now."

Lottie's eyes suddenly went dark.

She subconsciously grabbed Richeal's arm.

With this force, she was able to stabilize her body.

Alfred's unemotional accusations were repeated in her ears.

And what Ian had said before.

It was all because of her that Ralph had the accident.

Ralph's injuries have not yet recovered, and now those people are doing the same thing again,

targeting her best friend.

Before it was Ralph, now it's Connie.

Who will be next? Is she really going to get everyone around her involved?

Then what is the point of living in this world?

Lottie bit her lip and couldn't stop trembling.

Richeal saw that Lottie's state was not right and immediately stepped forward and said angrily to

Alfred: "Do you have any brains?"

"Connie was in a car accident, was it Lottie who ordered it? Was she willing to see Connie get hurt?"

"The person who hurt Connie was the driver who hit her, or the person behind that driver."

"What does this have to do with Lottie, and who are you to accuse her?"

Richeal finished with righteous indignation, then went to see Lottie's expression, and saw her look of

guilt and remorse, and suddenly his heart ached.

He had no good feelings for Alfred, who was not in his right mind.

Alfred's eyes darkened and he said, "I'm really not qualified, because I'm wrong too."

The backhand, slapped his own face, a few tears welled up under his eyes.

If he had been cautious enough to put more people around Connie, he wouldn't have had to let those

people find the opportunity, much less Connie getting hurt.

He said to hit, the force is extremely heavy, the finger marks on the face is clearly visible, the heart of

regret.

Just now he said Lottie, but also is difficult to accept, so the anger to Lottie.

He knows better than anyone else who really hurt Lottie.

Between the words, the sound of footsteps came from behind.

A few people turned around and saw Edward pushing a wheelchair towards them, and the person

sitting in the wheelchair, who is not Ralph.

Although Ralph is in disguise, the people here know his identity, or know it well.

Ralph didn't care about the passing doctors and nurses, he went up and took Lottie's hand, asking

distressingly, "What's wrong with you?"

Lottie pulled the corner of her mouth and pulled her hand back from his.

Reluctantly, she said, "Nothing."

Ralph glanced toward Richeal, who grimaced and didn't say anything.

Looking at Alfred again, his expression was even more gloomy that water could drip out.

He was smart enough to think about the whole story, and his discontent with Alfred, his cousin, surged

up again.

He was not able to protect his own woman, but he blamed his woman, what kind of reason is this?

His face was not good, but in the end, he did not blame Alfred in public for the occasion.

But everyone knows that his current mood can not be good.

For Connie this girl, he still have a good feeling, heart also a little grateful.

Grateful that she has always been by Lottie's side, to her never leave.

Now the people over there have the courage to hit them on the head, is really living impatient.

The atmosphere at the scene was very bad, and in this atmosphere, the lights in the resuscitation room

suddenly went out.

The door was opened a few moments later.

"Doctor, how is she?"

"How is the situation?"

In the midst of anxious inquiries, the doctor pulled off the mask on his face.

"I'm sorry."