"I will drop by at the court tomorrow to do what is needed and afterwards, I will meet Chairman Li over dinner to relay the good news to him, but before all that I will give you a letter to pass it to Yifeng on my behalf," Mr Yang said mellowly. He vowed in his heart at that minute to take care of his friend's children on his behalf.

"That is why I have always told anyone who cares to listen that my husband is the best in this world. Although people think he is strict and heartless, but to me he is the kindest man in this world," Mrs Yang praised, embracing him tightly. She also vowed to do everything within her capacity to make sure that the little boy returned to normal. As they continue discussing, they did not know that the universe had another plan for them.

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That same day around 6:00pm, the news about Mr Zhao's daughter and Yifeng's mysterious engagement went viral on the internet. The next day, the news about the engagement was published on the front page magazines and newspapers.

The sudden engagement announcement left everyone in shock. After the news was confirmed to be authentic, many people were happy for the poor boy, but the haters did not refrain from leaving rude comments. While these went on, mentally unstable Yifeng was not aware of this, even though someone was to break the news to him, in the state he currently was in, he wouldn't have understood what they were talking about.

Despite the sudden news of Yifeng's engagement, Mr Yang still pushed ahead with his plans. After clearing his schedule in the afternoon, he went to the court just like he promised his wife and after everything was settled in the court; he went back to the office to continue with his work.

As time ticked by, Mr Yang patiently waited for that golden time. Immediately it clocked 7:30pm, he anxiously headed off to the venue of their meeting. While in his car, he silently prayed that it should be that Chairman Li received the message he left with his secretary.

After he got to the venue of the meeting, he patiently waited for Chairman Li's arrival. One hour later, Chairman Li did not still arrive.

"I guess he must be running very late. I should wait a few minutes more, I am sure he will arrive by then," Tired Mr Yang said, readjusting his sitting position. He waited for another thirty minutes, and still he did not see any sign of Chairman Li.

"I guess he isn't coming. I should better head home or else my darling will be worried sick because of me," Mr Yang exclaimed as he stood up, paid his bills and then headed out of the restaurant.

All his thoughts were about his wife as he drove home. Midway into his journey, a truck driving at top speed from nowhere ran into his car. With the force the truck collided into his car, Mr Yang's car toppled so many times. Screams of anguish could be heard, but after a few minutes the screams ceased. The wicked truck driver wearing a black mask and a cap to covering his face grinned wickedly when he saw the wretched state the car was in. He drove away that night, leaving helpless Mr Yang to his fate.

Bleeding Mr Yang struggled to come out of the car despite the terrible state he was in.

"This can't be happening right now. Chunling must be worried sick. She will lose her mind if I do not go back on time. I need to get home," Mr Yang mumbled inaudibly as he tried to pick up his phone to call his wife. Tears dropped from his eyes, mixing with the blood which covered his entire face. In this condition one would assume he was crying blood.

"Oh god! I can't just die like this. There are so many things I want to do with my wife and my future kids I haven't done. I am all she has in this vast universe. If I die here, I am certain Chunling will drink poison just to join me in the netherworld," Mr Yang lamented, as he coughed a mouthful of blood thrice. After a few minutes of struggling inside the wretched car, he suddenly stops struggling. Tears rolled down his face as his eyes slowly closed.

Meanwhile restless Mrs Yang paced about the entire sitting room waiting for her husband, who never informed her about how his meeting went. She did not know why, but she just had a bad feeling something was amiss.

As she walked up and down the spacious room, she repeatedly dialled her husband's line. What made her even more worried was him not answering her call. Her husband rarely missed her calls. The only time he missed her call was when he is in court, apart from that he always made it a point of duty to always pick her calls.

"Why do I keep having this feeling that everything is not alright with my husband? It's been over three hours now since he informed me over the phone he was already at his meeting point. He should have long been back home, so what is taking him so long to reach here?" Mrs Yang lamented uneasily.

"I think I will feel less anxious if I wait for him downstairs," Mrs Yang mumbled. She rushed to her dressing room, grabbed a jacket and headed downstairs to wait for her husband. She patiently walked about in front of the five storey building, her hands stocked inside her jacket pocket to keep it warm.

She waited outside for over three hours. She had to go back to their apartment when she realised her body could no longer handle the stress. When she got to their room, she refused to go to bed. She sat down on a couch in the sitting room, waiting for his return. She dozed off in that state because of tiredness.

Around 4:00am, her phone rang. With sleepy eyes, she carried her phone on the glass table and answered the call without even checking the caller ID.

"What! My husband is in the hospital!" Mrs Yang shouted in shock, sleep instantly disappearing from her eyes when she heard her husband was involved in a car accident.

"Yes, and your presence is urgently required in the hospital," the nurse said, trying not to sound as though something was off so she will not scare the receiver at the other end.

"Is he badly hurt? Is he alright? I hope he is being treated very well? Can I talk to him? How is he?" Mrs Yang asked frantically, her heart pounding hard against her chest. From the tone of her voice, one could depict fear from it. She sounded terrified and worried.

"We will be in a better position to explain his condition to you when you arrive at the hospital," the nurse replied with a high level of understanding.

"What did you say is the name of the hospital again?" Mrs Yang asked anxiously. Still on the call, she dashed into their bedroom, packed all the things she thought her husband would need.

"He is admitted in C.M.C hospital. When you arrive at the hospital ask for the man who was brought in about thirty minutes ago resulting from a car accident," the nurse informed.

"Ok, I will be there in a moment," Mrs Yang replied, as she hurriedly headed to the door. With trembling hands, she locked the door before she hurried downstairs. With how scared she was, she knew she might get into an accident if she drove, so she boarded a taxi instead.

Inside the cab, Mrs Yang chanted silent prayers as she waited patiently for them to get to the hospital. When the driver halted in front of the vast hospital, she dashed out of the cab forgetting the belongings she brought with her. The driver who realised this on time quickly called after her, but Mrs Yang who was in a hurry could not hear him.

On getting to the counter, she did like the nurse had informed her over the phone. What surprised her most was that instead of being directed to the ward they admitted her husband they directed her to the doctor's office. When she got to the doctor's office, the doctor welcome her warmly.

Mrs Yang relayed whom she was to the doctor. In case of doubts, she showed pictures of her husband as proof that she was actually his wife. She anxiously awaited what the doctor had to say that was more important than her meeting her husband.

"You are the wife of Mr Yang Xiaolin, who was brought in a few minutes ago," the doctor remarked.

"Yes, I am. How is he doing? I know he must have been looking for me by now. When can I get to meet him? I can't wait to scold him for giving me such a fright," Mrs Yang spoke in a rush. Her expression turned to a sad one when the doctor did not answer her immediately.