The long stretch of asphalt road, the setting sun about to dip behind the hills, and that anxious figure standing in the wind—all of it formed a beautiful scene right before Henry Walker's eyes...

However, at this moment, Henry Walker had no mind to appreciate any scenery. He was anxiously driving the car, and the direction he was heading was straight toward the beautiful woman ahead. If he kept going forward by inertia, what awaited that woman would be nothing but certain death!

There was no time to think. Henry Walker instinctively slammed on the brakes. Just moments ago, his mind had been wandering in a haze, but now it was completely blank, as if he were oxygen-deprived...

“Screech...”

With a piercing sound of brakes, the speeding jeep came to an abrupt halt, finally stopping right in front of the woman. Seeing that he was less than half a meter away from hitting the young woman, Henry Walker felt cold sweat soaking his back—he had been scared out of his wits!

Damn it, if he had hit this woman, there would be no way to explain it. He had just been reborn and almost caused a disaster—was his luck really that bad?

From now on, whenever he drove, he would have to look and listen carefully before proceeding. Otherwise, he’d be a danger to both himself and others.

After making up his mind, Henry Walker suddenly realized something was off. Judging by the woman’s actions just now, she had deliberately stepped in front of his car. Otherwise, given the distance between them, she would have dodged long ago. Why would she stand right in the middle of the asphalt road, waiting to be hit?

Besides, why would a perfectly good person walk in the middle of the road instead of on the sides? He had just been reborn and was determined to rewrite his fate, only to run into something like this. Wasn’t this just ruining his mood on purpose?

“How do you walk? Didn’t you see my car coming? If you’re tired of living, just deal with it at home—why run into the middle of the road and try to get others involved...” Getting out of the car, Henry Walker didn’t care about the woman’s delicate appearance and immediately started scolding her.

The woman was still shaken; the situation had clearly frightened her as well. However, Henry Walker’s barrage of scolding snapped her back to her senses. A faint smile quietly blossomed at the corner of her lips.

Although Henry Walker was fuming inside, faced with a smile as radiant as a spring flower, he couldn’t help but freeze on the spot. No matter how much resentment he had, he couldn’t bring himself to say another word.

The girl was very pretty, her eyes as clear as two pools of spring water, her cheeks as rosy as flaming flowers, and she was neat and tidy, looking both poised and serene. This kind of clean, quiet, and graceful beauty was something Henry Walker had never seen before, making him suddenly feel inferior. The composure he had developed over years in office vanished without a trace.

“Don’t blame my teacher—she stopped the car for us students!” A childish voice came from not far away. Following the sound, Henry Walker finally noticed five or six children around eleven or twelve years old nearby.

The speaker was a sturdy little boy with a shaved head and a round face, looking like a little tiger. But at this moment, the chubby boy was glaring fiercely at Henry Walker with a hostile look.

“Ow... Teacher, I...”

A low moan came from the group of children. Hearing it, the female teacher hurriedly pleaded with Henry Walker, “My student is sick—I need to take him to the township clinic!” As she spoke, she didn’t wait for Henry Walker’s consent and instead instructed the tiger-headed boy, “Jack, quickly help Little Lily into the car.”

Upon hearing the woman in green, Jack acted as if he had received an imperial decree, immediately opening the car door. The other children, along with the woman in green, lifted the moaning girl and carried her toward the car.

“Hey, who are you people? How can you just get into someone else’s car?” Grace Dawson, whether from being overly frightened just now or for some other reason, looked at the group carrying someone into the car and immediately shouted at the woman in green in protest.

The woman in green looked at the angry Grace Dawson, paused for a moment, then bowed and said, “I’m sorry, miss. My student is very ill—we need to get to the township clinic quickly. Please forgive us for taking up your time and help save this child.”

As she spoke, she waved to the students behind her and said, “Kids, come thank the lady!”

“Thank you, auntie, for letting us ride in your car. Thank you so much!” At their teacher’s call, Jack and the others rushed up to Grace Dawson, saying in unison. As they spoke, they even gave Grace Dawson a standard Young Pioneers salute.

Just moments ago, Grace Dawson had been furious, but after seeing this group of innocent children, her face flushed bright red and she smiled awkwardly.

Henry Walker’s anger had already vanished without a trace when he saw the sick Little Lily. Now, seeing Grace Dawson’s expression, a faint smile appeared on his face as well.