After hours of working, Victoria was just about to take a well-earned break when her phone buzzed. It was a call from Edmund.

“Come out. I’ll take you to dinner,” he said.

Victoria, almost instinctively, began to decline.

“No need, I can—”

Before she could finish, Edmund interrupted, his tone resolute.

“I’m downstairs waiting for you.”

With that, he hung up.

Victoria’s mind raced back to that morning; his expression had been all tight lines and frustration. She knew him well enough to recognize that he’d be up here in a flash, ready to drag her out if she refused again.

There weren’t many meals left between them anyway. With that thought, she sighed, quickly freshened up and headed downstairs.

The weather wasn’t cooperating, with a light drizzle falling through a thick mist, creating a soft blur of the world outside.

Throughout the drive, Edmund wore a solemn expression as though a storm of words was brewing inside him, but he was hesitant to be the one to speak first.

Victoria pretended not to notice, her eyes fixed ahead.

It wasn’t until they halted at a red light that Edmund finally broke the silence.

“About yesterday, I was wrong—”

But before he could finish, his phone rang.

The Bluetooth amplified Isabella’s frantic voice. “Edmund! Come save me!”

Edmund’s expression hardened in an instant, his eyes sharp with urgency. Without a second thought, he swerved into the next lane and floored the gas pedal, sending the car racing in the opposite direction.

The sudden lurch threw Victoria back into her seat, her breath catching in her throat.

“Edmund, do you even realize what you’re doing right now?” she demanded, her voice tinged with disbelief.

Thankfully, there were no cars behind them, or the consequences could’ve been catastrophic.

“Victoria, stop being unreasonable! Didn’t you hear Isabella? She’s in danger! Do you have any empathy at all?” Edmund snapped, his frustration boiling over.

Victoria’s eyes flickered to the phone screen, where Isabella’s desperate messages flashed in frantic succession.

[Edmund, hurry!]

[Edmund, I’m so scared!]

[Edmund, where are you?]

Victoria’s grip on the safety handle tightened, her knuckles turning white. She said nothing, her silence speaking volumes as she watched the roads blur before her.

With each passing second, Edmund pushed the car faster, the speedometer needle climbing past 150 kilometers per hour.

The world outside spun into a smear of colors, trees and guardrails, becoming little more than streaks as they raced toward the outskirts. The wind howled, a haunting sound that blended with the roar of the car’s engine.

Victoria wasn’t typically prone to motion sickness, but the breakneck speed rattled her. Her body trembled and her lips lost all color.

Had she eaten, she might have been sick, but her stomach remained a knot of unease at that moment.

Oblivious to Victoria’s mounting concerns, Edmund was solely focused on confirming Isabella’s location. His hands gripped the wheel tighter as the phone crackled with Isabella’s excited voice.

“Edmund! Edmund, I see you! I’m in the car right in front of you; come save me!”

Edmund’s tone remained calm, though the tension in his voice betrayed his anxiety.

“Isabella, don’t worry. I’ll save you, I promise!”

But the car ahead of them didn’t slow. In fact, it accelerated its taillights a blur as it rushed into the distance.

Isabella’s frantic voice crackled over the phone again, this time breaking into sobs.

“Edmund, just following him like this won’t work! You need to cut in front of him!”

The call ended abruptly, leaving a silence thick with tension.

Victoria’s mind cleared instantly. She shook off the nausea threatening to overwhelm her and tried to reason with him, her voice strained with urgency. “Edmund, this is a mountain road! You’re going over 100 kilometers per hour! Cutting in front of him like this, it's suicide!”

But Edmund seemed deaf to her words. Without hesitation, he slammed his foot down on the accelerator.

The sudden force pressed Victoria back into her seat, her head snapping backward, a sharp pain shooting through her neck. Dizzy and disoriented, she struggled to keep her thoughts together.

“All you’re doing is throwing your life away!” she cried out, her voice rising in desperation.

Trying to make him see reason, she continued, her words tumbling out in a rush.

“That car in front is worth at least three million. No kidnapper would drive something like that! The driver knows Isabella! She’s probably not even in danger; stop risking your life for nothing!”

“Besides, we can call the police. We have the license plate and the location. If we report it now, they’ll be here soon,” Victoria said, her voice thick with urgency.

But Edmund seemed deaf to her words, his grip on the steering wheel white-knuckled, his lips trembling as he muttered under his breath.

“Isabella… I will never let anything happen to you, Isabella…”

Victoria’s heart sank. She felt like an invisible bystander, watching as a grand love story unfolded before her, one where she was nothing more than a shadow, a mere afterthought.

Tears threatened to spill, but she forced them back, her gaze fixed on the road ahead.

Suddenly, Edmund yanked the wheel with a roar and all she could see was a blinding flash of white, followed by a gut-wrenching crash.

The violent collision reverberated through the mountains like a thunderclap.

When Victoria’s vision cleared, everything around her was bathed in red. Her hand instinctively went to her forehead, her fingers brushing against the warm, sticky liquid that trailed down her face. Her arm was pinned between the seats and she winced in pain as she noticed the jagged, bloodied split of her ring finger.

Somehow, she was still alive. Miraculously, the car carrying Isabella had slammed on the brakes just in time.

Victoria couldn’t help but admit that luxury cars had impeccable braking systems.

Victoria couldn’t help but wonder if her brain had been knocked loose in the crash. The pain in her head was unbearable as if everything inside her had shifted.

Edmund, too, was badly injured, blood dripping from a long gash on his cheek.

Still, he stubbornly shoved the door open, struggling to stand.

Only one streetlight flickered dimly on the lonely mountain road, casting long shadows over the wrecked cars.

By the time Edmund staggered out, Isabella was already there, rushing toward him with desperate relief.

“Edmund! You came! Finally!” Her voice quivered with fear.

“I was so scared… so terrified! I thought I might lose you…”

Despite being practically unscathed, Isabella's tears flowed like a river, louder and more frantic than anyone else’s.

Edmund pulled her into his arms, his voice a tender, reassuring whisper.

“It’s okay. I’m here. You’re safe now. No one will hurt you.”

Trailing behind her, a young man with a mixed background limped forward, visibly injured with scrapes on his face and legs.

His face twisted with fury as he watched the pair in a tight embrace.

“Isabella, have you lost your mind?” he demanded, his tone seething with anger.

Tears streamed down Isabella’s face as she wiped her eyes furiously, her voice shaking with defiance.

“We’re done! Even if I die, I’ll never go with you!”

Edmund straightened, his back stiff with resolve and shielded her behind him.

“As long as I’m here, you’ll never take her away!”

The man’s glare turned cold, his eyes burning into Isabella.

“Are you sure you want to be with him?”