In the end, he didn’t know where the brute strength came from, but he forcefully ripped the car handle off. The door popped open with a CLICK.

Blood streamed from his hand, but he couldn’t feel the pain at all. Panicked, he cupped Mika Summers’s pretty face in his hands and said in a trembling, anxious voice, "Mika... Mika... Open your eyes and look at me... Please, just open your eyes..."

But the woman’s head remained bowed, deep in slumber. He suppressed his overwhelming panic and bent down to untie the ropes. Perhaps because he was so terrified, the more he tried to loosen the knots, the tighter they became. He just couldn’t get them undone...

In his panic, he suddenly had a thought. ’Scissors! I think I have scissors in my car...’

He leaped from the car and ran to his own vehicle. He found the toolbox in the trunk, grabbed the scissors, and rushed back to Mika Summers. The moment he snipped the ropes, Mika’s body slumped toward him. He caught her with trembling hands and carried her away.

He held the woman in his arms tightly, carefully placing her in his car before getting into the driver’s seat himself. With a trembling hand, he pulled his phone from his pocket and called Aiden Avery. "Aiden Avery, get to the hospital now!"

"What happened?"

He glanced at the woman, shut his eyes in pain, and said in a low voice, "Don’t ask any questions. Just be ready to save her!"

Tristan Grayson floored it all the way to Anhurst Hospital. He had even forgotten that his right hand couldn’t handle driving for long periods. If he drove for more than half an hour, it would go completely numb, and he wouldn’t be able to grip anything, no matter how hard he tried...

Aiden Avery had already arranged for doctors and nurses to be waiting at the hospital entrance. The moment Tristan Grayson’s car screeched to a halt, the medical team was already running over with a gurney.

He slammed the door shut, opened the passenger side where Mika Summers was, and lifted her onto the gurney...

Aiden Avery had originally thought the patient was Maggie Monroe, but when he saw it was Mika Summers, his world went black. He was completely stunned.

When he came to his senses, his eyes were bloodshot. He strode forward, grabbed Tristan Grayson as he was turning to leave, and threw a punch. "Tristan Grayson, what the hell did you do to Mika Summers this time!"

Tristan Grayson took the punch, and blood immediately trickled from the corner of his mouth. He casually raised a hand to wipe it away, but since his hand was already covered in blood, he just smeared more across his face.

When Aiden Avery saw this, his heart leaped in alarm. "You’re hurt too? What the hell is going on?" As he spoke, Aiden reached out to grab Tristan Grayson’s hand and check his injury.

Tristan Grayson pulled his hand behind his back and said grimly, "It’s because of Archie Summers. I don’t have time to explain right now. She was in a car accident. Her injuries are much more serious. Go save her."

"Tristan Grayson, you people are asking for a death wish!" ’Publicly opposing Jason Lockwood really is a death wish!’

Watching Aiden Avery leave, Tristan Grayson gave a scornful smirk and followed after him.

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When Amelia Avery arrived at the church, she couldn’t see a single soul. She squatted down in a panic. ’Could it be over already??’

’How could it be so fast?? What time is it even??’

Just then, her phone rang in her pocket. She stood up, took it out, and frowned slightly as she looked at the name on the screen before answering, "Hello?"

"Amelia, it’s a mistake, a total mistake! It’s not today, it’s tomorrow! Master Jennings is getting married tomorrow!"

"Tomorrow? You’re saying he’s not getting married today at all?"

"That’s right, not today. We all got it wrong." 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Hearing this, Amelia Avery’s spirits instantly lifted. She gripped her phone tightly and said coolly, "Okay, I understand. Thank you, Kelly. As a thank you, I’ll introduce you to Young Master Joyce some other time."