He Cheated I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 355

**A Promise Hidden in the Quiet Rain by Adrian Hale**
**Chapter 355: The Deliberate Impact**

It was unmistakably a calculated act. That was the immediate realization that surged through Melinda’s mind as she processed the scene unfolding before her. The massive truck had surged forward with malicious intent, crashing into the rear of their vehicle with a force that seemed almost predatory, aiming straight for the back seat where Chloe sat, oblivious to the impending danger.

In that crucial moment, Zachary had reacted with instinctive bravery, swerving the car just in time to deflect the worst of the impact to the driver’s side. But the damage had been done.

If not for the guardrail that had stood as a reluctant barrier, the consequences could have been catastrophic.

“Zachary, hang in there!” Melinda cried out, her voice a mixture of desperation and determination as she fought against the twisted metal that had ensnared him. She pulled at the mangled door, her heart racing as she realized her strength could not bend the stubborn frame that held him captive.

Chloe and Oralia stumbled from the wreckage, their limbs unsteady as the shock of the crash coursed through them. Chloe, instinctively protective, dropped to her knees and gathered Robert into her arms, shielding him with her body during the impact. As she looked at him, a tiny scratch marred her forehead, a stark reminder of the chaos that had just unfolded.

“Robert, are you okay? Does anything hurt?” Chloe’s voice trembled with anxiety as she ran her hands over him, searching for any signs of injury. The thought of him being hurt sent a jolt of fear through her.

“Mommy, there’s blood on your face,” Robert said, his voice quivering with worry as he pointed to the crimson streak that had escaped from her forehead.

Only then did Chloe become aware of the warm, damp sensation on her cheek. She reached up to touch it, her fingers brushing against the wound just as a tall figure rushed towards her, his voice laced with urgency.

“Chloe!”

The sound of that familiar voice washed over her like a wave of comfort, grounding her amidst the chaos. When she looked up, her heart swelled with a mix of relief and gratitude.

There he stood, Eugene, his tall frame casting a protective shadow over her. She was still crouched on the ground, and as her gaze traveled upward, she took in the sight of his long, strong legs before finally meeting his worried eyes.

“Eugene…” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath, as if she had been waiting for this moment to unfold.

Eugene’s gaze fell upon the blood on Chloe’s face, and a surge of anger ignited within him.

Their car had been trailing a mere hundred yards behind Chloe’s.

Lawrence had been attending the Lewis Group celebration as the representative of the Cosmos Group, and Eugene had shared the ride with him.

He had intentionally orchestrated their departure to coincide with Chloe’s, harboring a hope that he might “bump into” her at the venue. When Bruce, seated beside him, had pointed out that Chloe’s car was just ahead, Eugene had instructed their driver to slow down, maintaining a discreet distance, unwilling to let her suspect that they were following her.

But now, witnessing the aftermath of the crash, a wave of regret washed over him. Just moments before, Lawrence had casually suggested that if Eugene had feelings for Chloe, there was no need for distance—why not simply drive up and join her?

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