Chapter 153

When Sebastian heard that Julia had been in a car accident, his ears rang and his breathing stopped for a few seconds. "What? W-Where is she?" The voice on the other end quickly gave him the address. … Just over ten minutes earlier, Julia had stepped outside after finishing breakfast and, almost habitually, glanced toward the front gate. The black Bentley wasn't there, and neither was the familiar face she associated with it. She couldn't quite name the feeling that stirred in her chest, but it leaned more toward cool indifference than anything else. It was a good thing that he wasn't here first thing in the morning to ruin her mood. She got into her car and pulled out. It was just after 8:00 am, still the peak of rush hour, with cars stuck closely from bumper to bumper. The drive was stop-and-go, and when she reached an intersection, the light turned green. She stepped on the gas, but a sudden wave of nausea hit her hard. There was no way she could pull over to vomit, so she