My Flash Romance With the Richest Mogul novel Chapter 1791

That car suddenly ran the red light!

"Charles… Charles…"

At that moment, Skylar pushed the door open and walked in. Hearing Thelma weakly calling Charles' name, she immediately approached and said gently, "Charles is fine too. How are you feeling right now?"

Thelma's eyes were red, filled with anxiety. "Is Charles badly hurt?"

"You both sustained similar injuries. Charles hasn't woken up yet, but don't worry. Do you feel any discomfort right now?" Skylar asked softly.

Thelma, still worried about Charles, recalled how Charles had instinctively grabbed her hand to protect her during the car accident. She shook her head weakly. "I'm fine, just a bit dizzy."

Seeing Skylar's calm demeanor, Thelma felt somewhat reassured that Charles must be okay.

"Don't get too worked up. I'll get the doctor to check on you. The doctor mentioned you might feel dizzy or nauseous because of the concussion, so try to stay calm," Skylar advised.

Thelma nodded softly and closed her eyes, still weak. She wasn't worried about herself. All she cared about was whether Charles was seriously hurt.

If it weren't for her eagerness to return home to retrieve the voice recorder, they might not have encountered the accident. She blamed herself for involving Charles.

Since meeting her, Charles had been dragged into trouble multiple times.

A few minutes later, Skylar returned with a doctor.

The doctor performed a simple checkup, confirmed Thelma's condition, and asked her a few questions, to which she responded coherently. Once reassured, the doctor left.

"When Charles wakes up, can you let me video call him?" Thelma asked anxiously, desperate to know how Charles was doing. She was terrified something might happen to him.

Neither of them was able to get out of bed yet.

When Thelma saw the bandages on Charles' face, she couldn't stop worrying. "Your face…"

Charles was nonchalant. "It's nothing serious. If there's a scar, I'll just get some cosmetic treatment. Medical technology is advanced now, so it might not even leave a scar."

"I'm sorry for dragging you into this. The drama we were shooting, your work…" Thelma started crying.

Seeing her tears, Charles felt heartbroken. "This car accident wasn't something we could control—it was an accident! Don't worry about me. Skylar had told Clement our situation. Clement will handle everything. Relax."

Hearing his reassurances, Thelma felt relieved. "That's good to know."

"I have something I want to tell you," Charles suddenly said, his expression turning serious.