Why the Crocodile Tears (by Flower Sock) novel Chapter 597

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Chapter 597

The oxygen was running out slowly.

As the air grew thinner, Anathea’s eyes fluttered open. The sight of blood in front of her made her heart skip.

“Gregory!”

Her voice was hoarse and trembling with fear.

Gregory had thrown himself forward to shield her again. His back was slammed against the windshield. A stream of bright red blood was spilling out.

His eyes were closed, and his breathing was faint.

Anathea’s eyes burned. She choked out, “Gregory, don’t scare me. Wake up. Please wake up…”

Tears spilled over uncontrollably and landed on his face.

His lashes twitched. Slowly, he opened his eyes. When he saw Anathea’s tear–streaked face, he forced a weak smile. “Annie, don’t cry. I’m fine…”

“You’re still trying to act tough?” Her voice was thick with tears.

“Really, I’m fine.”

Gregory clenched his jaw and reached out to lower her seat. With Anathea leaning back, there was more space for Gregory to move. Carefully, he tried to move off from the shattered glass.

But even the smallest movement made the car creak. They could hear the dirt above them groaning and pressing down, as if it was desperate to break through and bury them completely.

Gregory braced himself over Anathea but didn’t dare to let his weight fall on her. His voice was raw as he said, “Call Martin.”

Anathea fumbled for her phone. Luckily, it had stayed in her pocket. And thank God there was still a signal.

After picking up, Martin quickly confirmed their location and arranged for rescue, urging them to stay calm.

Stay calm? How could she?

Anathea’s eyes turned red–rimmed. “Please hurry. He’s hurt!”

Martin was stunned for a second. “Okay, we’ll be there soon.”

When Anathea hung up, she noticed Gregory had been watching her the whole time.

“What? Are you in pain? Where does it hurt?” she asked quickly.

Gregory shook his head. The corners of his pale lips curled into a slight smile. “Annie, you look like a kitten when you cry. It’s

kind of cute.”

“You’re still saying things like that at a time like this?” Anathea snapped.

But the next second, Gregory broke into a harsh cough he could no longer suppress. His body gave out as he collapsed downward.

“Gregory!” Anathea shouted.

But he still held himself up against the seat, fighting to stay upright so he wouldn’t collapse onto her.

“I’m okay,” he whispered.

“You’re not! Stop lying!” Anathea’s tears fell even faster.

“Annie, don’t cry.” Gregory reached out to wipe her tears but didn’t have the strength. He slumped forward, resting against he

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Their bodies pressed together through the fabric. Anathea tensed for a moment.

“Sorry…” Gregory tried to sit up, but before he could, Anathea reached out and held him tightly.

“Don’t move. Just stay like this. It’s okay.”

She felt the dampness on his back. It was his blood. Her chest tightened at once.

He was pretending to be strong, just so she wouldn’t panic. A bitter ache spread through her chest. Anathea held him tighter.

In the cramped space, the two of them were pressed tightly together. As the air thinned, waves of dizziness from the lack of oxygen kept crashing over them.

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