Breaking Free, Loving Again -The Flash Marriage with Mr. CEO novel Chapter 703

Chapter 703: Was this because of her?

On the other side —

Arwen was behind the wheel, driving the car herself. She hadn’t had the time to ask Alfred to get the car ready. She had only grabbed the key in a rush and bolted out of the door.

The engine roared as the car tore down the street. It wasn’t late, and the city was still bustling with people and traffic. But none mattered. Whenever she saw an opening, she pressed harder on the accelerator, waving her way through.

Her chest was tight, her breathing uneven. Her eyes burned —not with tears yet, but with something heavier, something she couldn’t stop or control. She didn’t have it in her to slow down, to think, or to calm herself.

Red.

Yellow.

Green.

It didn’t matter. She broke every signal without hesitation, ignoring the blaring horns, the flashing lights, the screech of the tires as the drivers slammed their brakes to avoid her. Her grip on the steering wheel was so tight that her knuckles had gone stark white.

Her phone rang on the seat next to her, vibrating insistently. But she didn’t care to spare it even a simple glance.

All she cared about was reaching her destination as soon as she could. As fast as she could.

Her foot pressed down again, pushing the Mercedes to its limits, as if speed alone could quiet the fear gnawing inside her.

And soon, in what felt like a blur, she pulled up in front of a bright white building.

Cralens City Hospital.

Her breath caught as her eyes locked on the entrance, worry etched into her every feature. Hastily, she unbuckled her seatbelt with her fingers trembling and shoved the door open to rush out.

Inside the hospital, the sterile scent of disinfectant hit her immediately, but she didn’t pause. She looked around quickly before hurrying to the reception desk.

"Excuse me," she said, her voice strained as she tried to get the nurse’s attention. "I am here for Mr. Idris Quinn. Could you please tell me which floor and room he has been brought into?"

The nurse glanced up, then nodded before turning to check the records. "Mr. Idris Quinn was first brought to the emergency room," she informed after a moment. "But he is currently being shifted to the ICU. That’s on the seventh floor, to the left."

Arwen’s heart dropped the moment she heard the word "ICU". Her throat felt constricted. She gave a quick nod of thanks before turning and rushing towards the elevator.

The ride up felt excruciatingly slow. Each floor number lit up like a heavy reminder of how little control she had over things.

The elevator finally chimed open at the seventh floor, she stepped out, her pulse hammering in her ears.

"Ms. Quinn!"

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