Side Chick Era Over (Sharon and Carter) novel Chapter 531

Chapter 531

Sharon had long seen through her father and brothers’ favoritism toward Victoria. It didn’t stir much in her anymore.

To Richard, they were no different-both his daughters by blood. Given how long he’d lived with Victoria, how much time and effort he’d poured into raising her, it wasn’t hard to understand why they favored her.

One daughter he’d raised for over twenty years, the other, only a few. There was no real comparison.

Sharon’s car moved steadily through the night. She wasn’t driving fast, not since the accident. She rarely drove fast anymore.

As the traffic light at the intersection turned green, she eased the car forward. And then, her eyes widened sharply.

A pedestrian stepped onto the road against the light.

Without thinking, Sharon slammed on the brakes.

But it was too late.

The car struck the man head-on.

Thankfully, she hadn’t been speeding, and she’d hit the brakes hard. Even so, the man collapsed on impact, unconscious.

Sharon rushed out of the car, heart pounding, and immediately called for an ambulance.

At the hospital, a doctor stepped out of the emergency room and spoke to her.

“He only has a mild concussion. No serious injuries. He should regain consciousness soon.”

Sharon exhaled in relief.

The man had crossed at a red light-she knew that. But she still didn’t want anything bad to happen to him.

After exchanging a few more words with the doctor, she pushed open the door to the hospital room.

The man lay still in the bed, unconscious.

She walked over to him.

In the chaos earlier, she hadn’t taken a good look at his face. Now that she had a moment to see him clearly, Sharon froze.

It was him.

His face was pale, streaked with a trace of blood, but it didn’t dull his striking features.

She had seen him not long ago, at Uriah’s birthday banquet.

Sharon sat down in a chair beside the bed, waiting in silence.

Roughly half an hour passed before his lashes fluttered. Slowly, he opened his eyes.

She leaned forward as he stirred.

“You’re awake. How are you feeling?”

His dark eyes shifted, still unfocused, before settling vaguely on her face.

“Who are you?”

His voice was rough, eyes dull with confusion, as if he hadn’t quite registered what had happened yet.

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Sharon said, “Sir, I’m very sorry. I hit you with my car. But…”

She paused briefly, then continued, “But you did cross against the light. So the responsibility is mostly yours. That said, I still hit you, so I’ve covered your medical expenses. You don’t have to pay me back. If you need anything else, you can go through the traffic police to reach me.”

Some things, she thought, were better said upfront. If this was some kind of scam, she wanted no part in it.

She had already reported the incident to the police, and the dashcam footage had been submitted.

Covering his medical costs was simply an act of basic decency. Guilt, nothing more.

The man didn’t respond. He just lay there in silence.

Sharon glanced at the time and stood. “It’s getting late. I’ll head out now. You should call your family and have someone come stay with you.”

Just as she turned to leave, the man finally spoke.

“I was hit by a car?”

Her steps paused midair.

What kind of question was that?

She turned slowly to look at him, eyes narrowing in disbelief.

“You don’t recall?”

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