When She Turns Her Back (Teresa and Charles) novel Chapter 244

Chapter 244

Hector booked a Driver to take Teresa home to the Sullivan Mansion.

Neither of them spoke a word, the silence hanging heavy between them as the car rolled quietly on.

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When the car crossed Riverside Lion Bridge, Teresa turned to look at the other side of the road–traffic was packed solid, and people were swarming around one section.

Teresa murmured, a bit puzzled, “Looks like there was a car accident.”

Hector leaned over for a look too, chiming in, “Man, it looks pretty serious.”

The crowd was packed so tightly that neither of them could see what exactly had happened inside.

Just then, someone on the opposite side started yelling, “Is there a doctor here? Someone’s bleeding really bad! The ambulance is stuck in traffic. If anyone knows medicine, please help!”

Hearing that, Teresa turned to look at Hector, her eyes full of worry, silently asking him what to do.

Hector didn’t hesitate–he immediately told the Driver to pull over by the side of the road.

After the car stopped, Hector glanced at Teresa. “Come on, let’s see if we can help.”

Teresa nodded, “Okay.”

They got out of the car and vaulted over the roadside barrier to reach the opposite lane.

Hector pushed forward, shouting, “We’re doctors! Please make way!”

Teresa kept close behind him, and just like that, the crowd ushered them straight into the heart of the commotion.

The crash scene was devastating. Several cars had collided, and one had slammed into the bridge railing–just inches away from tumbling straight into the river below.

A few people with minor scrapes sat to one side, but on the ground, a woman was clinging to life, lying in the middle of a crimson pool. Blood spread out around her like a halo, and a man was frantically kneeling at her side.

Just from the back, Teresa thought that man looked a lot like Troy.

Still, she couldn’t shake off a trace of doubt–it might not be him after all.

Hector pushed his way into the thick of the crowd, immediately dropping down beside the injured woman.

Teresa knelt down as well, reaching out to gently tap the man’s shoulder before speaking quietly, “Sir, we’re doctors. Could you please step aside and give her some room to breathe?”

The man turned his head at her voice–when Teresa realized it was Troy, her mind blanked out for a moment, stunned and unable to

react.

Troy looked utterly lost, his eyes wide with panic, his face streaked with blood and fear.

Seeing him this way, Teresa’s heart ached–she felt both sympathy and helplessness

Troy hadn’t shed a tear until now, but the instant he laid eyes on Teresa, every ounce of composure and restraint shattered at once.

He couldn’t hold back anymore–his eyes grew red and he started to sob uncontrollably.

Teresa felt a pang of sympathy seeing Troy like that. She reached out, squeezed his hand softly, and reassured him. “You’ll be alright. I

promise.”

Troy just looked at her, saying nothing, his gaze fixed on hers, completely lost for words.

Teresa had never seen Troy so terrified before, the sight of his fear burned itself into her memory.

Meanwhile, Hector checked the woman’s wounds and called out, “Teresa, she’s got massive bleeding from her femoral artery – take off your thermal shirt.”

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Since Teresa was a doctor, she instantly understood why Hector needed her shirt.

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Without hesitation, she took off her coat and quickly slipped out of her thermal shirt, leaving herself only in a thin undershirt.

Not caring about the cold, she folded the thermal shirt into a small square and passed it to Hector.

Hector grabbed it and pressed the folded shirt directly onto Rose’s leg where the blood was gushing out.

At the same time, Hector glanced at Teresa and said, “I’ll hold here and keep pressure on to stop the bleeding. Can you check if she’s bleeding anywhere else?”

Teresa was just about to move in and help when Troy suddenly grabbed her hand.

She turned back to him, and Troy whispered, “I’m scared.”

Seeing him like this made Teresa’s heart ache. She gently patted the back of his hand and tried to reassure him, “Hector’s here, so am I. You’re not alone. We’ll do everything we can.” ·

At her words, Troy slowly released her arm.

Wearing just her thin undershirt, Teresa carefully checked Rose’s upper body.

Once she was certain there were no other places bleeding, she told Hector, “No more bleeding.”

Hector kept pressing down on the wound, sweat pouring down his face and his hands stained red. He looked at Teresa and said, “Keep monitoring her vitals. We’ll wait for the ambulance.”

Teresa nodded. “Okay.”

Troy watched as Rose lay on the ground, her face getting paler with every second, and his heart grew heavier and heavier.

Rose had raised him, and from a young age, he knew his dad was a bastard.

His father smoked, drank heavily, beat his mother, cheated–every vice, he had them all.

He did every awful thing imaginable.

But even in such a broken home, Rose never gave up on him–she was always there for Troy no matter what.

In Troy’s world, there were two women he could never do without–Rose, the one who raised him, and Teresa, the one who risked her life to save his.

It happened on a day not so different from this one–a car accident left Troy fighting for his life, and Teresa, still just a med student back then, threw herself into the chaos to pull him back from the brink.

From that moment on, Teresa had become the second woman who meant everything to Troy.

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“Teresa, the woman who once pulled me back from death, was now fighting desperately to save my mom, Troy thought, a surge of gratitude and helplessness mixing in his heart.

Troy’s heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might burst out of his chest.

Noticing that Teresa’s lips had gone pale in the cold, Troy was gripped by worry and fear–almost without thinking, he shrugged off his own coat and gently placed it around her shoulders.

Teresa was feeling for Rose’s pulse and monitoring her breathing when sudden warmth wrapped around her. She instinctively glanced over her shoulder, momentarily surprised.

Troy was staring at her too, his whole face streaked with blood, features almost unreadable–but his eyes, dark and endless, locked onto hers, full of something raw and deep.

“Teresa felt herself drifting for a moment, her mind oddly foggy, she thought, barely registering the scene around her.

Something about Troy’s face right now–it stirred a memory deep inside, like she’d seen that look before. Teresa mused, confusion flickering through her.

Before Teresa could put her thoughts together, the shrill siren of an ambulance broke through the moment–it was finally pulling up from the opposite side, grabbing everyone’s attention.

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