He Cheated I Rose: Making Him Regret Everything (Chloe and Arthur) novel Chapter 36

Chapter 36 The Split–Second Rescue

Chloe smiled and bent down toward the little girl. “Sweetie, if you like this cake, I can-” She froze midsentence, her face turning pale.

Her senses, always sharp, screamed danger.

A large truck was speeding straight toward them.

One look told her something was very wrong. This was a busy shopping street, full of people. No truck should be moving that fast here.

Honk!

The truck’s horn blared. The driver stuck his head out the window, yelling in panic, “The brakes are out!”

At his shout, the street erupted into chaos.

People began to scream.

The terrified driver flung his door open and jumped from the moving vehicle. He tumbled across the pavement, slamming hard into a metal fence before finally stopping.

But the truck kept going, veering wildly toward the sidewalk.

Chloe’s instincts told her to move. One quick, fluid step and she’d be safe. But the little girl beside her just stood there, looking up at her, completely unaware.

If it weren’t for the child, Chloe would have been gone the moment she sensed the danger.

If she moved, the truck would hit the girl.

She didn’t dare imagine what would happen if a truck that size struck a small child.

“Oh my god–there’s someone on the curb!”

‘Move! Get out of the way!”

“Miss, look out!”

Everything happened too fast. By the time people noticed the figures by the roadside, it was already too

late to warn them.

Some shut their eyes, too scared to watch what came next.

From a car parked across the street, someone saw it all unfold.

Inside, Eugene sat in the back seat, one leg crossed over the other, reviewing a contract for a supply chain acquisition in Capaville. A cigarette rested between his fingers. The noise outside felt distant, unimportant -until his car jerked to a sudden stop.

Eugene shifted, irritated by the interruption.

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Chapter 36 The Split–Second Rescue

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“Mr. Rosewood, there’s some kind of accident outside!” the driver called out.

Eugene looked through the window just as the runaway truck roared past. He saw the driver leap out, roll across the ground, and crash into the fence.

His eyes darkened. An out–of–control truck in a district this crowded? This would be bad.

Then his gaze landed on the woman standing directly in the truck’s path.

Is she stupid? Why isn’t she moving?

One more second, and his expression tightened.

That woman…is Chloe.

He recognized her immediately.

Why wasn’t she running? Then he saw the small child beside her, and he understood.

It didn’t matter who that girl was.

The truck was heading straight for them. They were both in deadly danger.

For a split second, Eugene’s hand shot toward the door handle.

“Stop the car!” he ordered.

“Mr. Rosewood, do you want to-” the driver began, but Eugene was already out of the car before it fully stopped.

It all happened in an instant. The truck swerved, smashed into the curb, and plowed through a section of fence, knocking over a streetlamp with a deafening crunch.

Then–silence.

When the dust settled, a few people cautiously stepped forward to look.

The impact had sounded horrible. If the kid and woman by the street had been hit… nobody wanted to think about it…

After the crash, the quickest passers–by rushed to the truck, but didn’t see any blood like they’d feared.

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