The Day the SAT Ended, My Son Died

After my son, Ethan Jennings, finished the university entrance examination, my husband left us on the overpass.

A large truck malfunctioned, resulting in a severe car accident.

Ethan was impaled by a piece of rebar and was rushed to the ICU for emergency treatment.

The doctors stated that for this complex and challenging surgery, only Zachary Jennings, a surgical specialist, could operate, giving the patient a slim chance of survival.

And Zachary was my husband.

I called him, but all I heard was his first crush's voice.

"Zach is taking a shower. Call him back later."

I couldn't care less and shouted anxiously, "Get him on the phone quickly! Our son was in a car accident and is in the intensive care unit. He is the only one who can save him. Get him back to the hospital now!"

His crush chuckled, "Zach, your wife seems to be jealous."

Zachary's voice came, sounding impatient. "How could you kid about our son's life just because of jealousy? Are you not tired of this?"

He hung up the phone, cutting off our son's only chance of survival.

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"The patient's condition is extremely critical. The rebar has punctured the heart, making it highly prone to rupture!

If the rebar is not removed within two hours, it could lead to severe bleeding and cardiac tamponade. At that point, even a miracle would be hard-pressed to save them!"

Two hours?!

My legs went weak, and I had to hold on to the wall tightly to prevent myself from falling to the ground.

I was shaking all over. "Doctor, please... Please save my son!"

The doctor sighed helplessly, "Only Dr. Zachary Jennings, an expert in this field, can perform this high-difficulty surgery. However, we are unable to reach him at the moment."

Zachary Jennings?

He was the biological father of my son, my husband!

I held the doctor's hand and said, "Doctor, please do your best to stabilize my son's condition. I will contact Zachary to perform the surgery!"

I slid down to the ground, leaning against the corner of the wall. My heart was filled with anxiety as I dialed Zachary's number with trembling hands again and again.

Unfortunately, no one answered the call, and my number was even blocked in the end.

I opened WhatsApp again, made a voice call and a video call, and even sent messages.

I was so anxious that I burst into tears.

"Zachary, please, I beg you. Answer the phone...

Come and save our son..." I couldn't help but murmur as I kept trying to reach him.

After finally getting through, I heard the voice of Zachary's first crush, Riley Smith, on the phone.

Feeling a sudden shock, I opened her Instagram.

"Aiden only had a minor scratch, but he was so nervous. He is truly our guardian angel."

In her Instagram story, Zachary was squatting in front of Riley's son, Aiden, and gently applying ointment to him.

The background was in Riley's home.

I didn't care about anything else, urgently rushing out of the hospital and taking a taxi to Riley's house.

The person who opened the door was Riley, who was wearing a sexy suspender.

Zachary was naked from the waist up, with a bath towel wrapped around his lower body, and he held a towel in his hand, wiping his hair.

The moment our eyes met, he froze. His expression instantly turned cold, and he frowned.

"Hannah, who gave you permission to come here? Seriously? Why are you doing this?

I've already told you that Riley and I are not what you think. I can't believe you actually followed me here. You're truly annoying."

His face was filled with disgust as if I had committed a grave offense.

Yet, he didn't seem to think there was anything wrong with his actions. As a married man, being in another woman's home in the middle of the night, clad only in a towel, half-naked.

Could this be considered innocence?

How ridiculous!

However, I couldn't be bothered to care about the connection between a jerk and a harlot.

I just want to save my son.

I bluntly said, "I have no interest in whatever happened between you and Riley. You need to come with me immediately to Aurora Hospital. Ethan was in a car accident, and a steel rod pierced through his chest, puncturing his heart with a risk of rupture. His situation is extremely critical.

Only you can perform this operation. We have only one hour left. Come with me quickly to save Ethan!"

As I reached for the scattered clothes on the sofa and tried to grab his arm, Riley preemptively grabbed his arm.

She held onto Zachary's arm, her ample bosom pressing tightly against it. A smirk appeared on her lips, which were full of mockery.

"Hannah, are you jealous? Is that why you came to my house late at night? But really, you're being too petty. Zach was just helping me out. My son got injured, and I can't handle it alone.

Even if you want to take him away, you don't have to curse your son so viciously. Would Ethan be happy if he knew that you used him as a tool for jealousy?"

Zachary glanced over at Riley's injured son sitting in the corner of the sofa.

When he looked back at me, his face was full of disgust.

"Have you had enough of acting? Such an embarrassment!

You're all mothers. But you better learn from Riley how to be a responsible mother!"

If I weren't in a hurry to save Ethan, I would have slapped this couple in the face.