Eric Carter turned his head to look over. At the entrance, a woman wearing a blue down jacket and tall leather boots was walking this way together with another female police officer.

“It should be the police,” Eric Carter said.

The woman was very beautiful, with a delicate figure and fair skin. Most importantly, it was her aura that really added to her charm.

“But she’s not in uniform,” the greasy man retorted.

“Maybe she’s undercover,” Eric Carter guessed.

“You’re right, a beautiful policewoman—tsk tsk, looks like I’ll have to come in here more often.” The greasy middle-aged man smacked his lips, looking unsatisfied. “If I could marry her, I’d be willing to lose ten years of my life.”

Eric Carter shook his head. Things like lifespan and fate—he didn’t dare joke about them anymore.

“You disagree?” The greasy man saw Eric Carter shake his head and said anxiously, “You just don’t know what’s good for you. For a woman like that, trading ten years of life is totally worth it…”

At this moment, the female police officer and the woman in boots walked up to Eric Carter.

“Ryan Cooper, your wife is here to take you home. The investigation is done, you’re free to go,” the policewoman pointed at Eric Carter and said.

“……” Eric Carter.

“……” The greasy middle-aged man.

Chapter 5: The Strange Couple

Comrade police, may I ask, what’s my wife’s name again?

This thought only flashed through his mind; Eric Carter wasn’t stupid enough to actually say it out loud. But he really didn’t know his “wife’s” real name. In this day and age, few people use their real names for their QQ or WeChat accounts.

The greasy man shot Eric Carter a resentful glance: Bro, that’s not cool. Weren’t we supposed to be each other’s fallen angels?

Eric Carter gave him a helpless look in return: I’m just as surprised as you are.

The greasy man lowered his head, sighed, and muttered softly, “I make really good dumplings.”

“Let’s go.”

His “wife” said coldly, then turned and walked out.

Eric Carter could only follow her.

She drove a Cayenne and got in directly.

Eric Carter opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

Honestly,

It was a bit awkward.

If that unlucky guy Ryan Cooper had a more normal marriage and family life, he wouldn’t be in such an awkward spot now. If his caring wife asked, he could at least make up some excuse, like feeling dizzy or having trouble remembering things.

But this woman clearly had the vibe of an ice-cold goddess, as if she didn’t care about him at all. Even picking him up from the police station seemed like just a formality.

Like my dog got lost, the security guard found it,

I went to pick it up.

That’s what it felt like.

The woman started the car. She was actually quite young, probably about the same age as himself (Ryan Cooper), several years younger than the original Eric Carter.

When the car got onto the overpass, the woman finally broke the silence:

“Are you okay?”

“Oh, I’m fine,” Eric Carter replied.

Then,

Silence again.

The woman felt her husband was unusually quiet today, but she had no intention of probing further.

Just then, the woman’s phone rang. She put it on speaker, and a voice came through the car’s audio system:

“Dr. Sullivan, there’s just been a school bus accident on Qingnian Middle Road. Some of the injured are already being sent to our hospital. The director wants you back right away.”

Eric Carter was slightly stunned.

So his wife was a doctor too.

And,

So his wife’s surname was “Sullivan”.

“I understand, I’ll be right back.” The woman hung up, immediately exited the overpass at the next exit, and made a sharp turn at the traffic light, heading toward the hospital.

She didn’t ask Eric Carter if he wanted to be dropped off at home first or if he wanted to get out and take a cab. She just drove straight into the parking lot of Chongchuan District People’s Hospital.

Honestly, Eric Carter was actually worried she’d make him get out and take a cab home, and he’d have to shamelessly ask:

“Wife, where do we live again? I forgot.”

That would be so dumb.

The woman got out of the car, and Eric Carter followed. She entered the hospital building and took the elevator, and Eric Carter followed her in. She went into the women’s locker room, and Eric Carter…

Eric Carter sat down on a bench in the hallway.

Just then, the first batch of accident victims arrived—one seriously injured, and five other children with fairly serious injuries.

Watching his “wife” come out in a white coat and get busy treating the wounded,

Eric Carter could only sit on the bench in a daze.

It felt a bit like a kid being brought to work by his mom—she’s working, and he’s just sitting there, playing by himself.

But,

The hospital’s unique smell of disinfectant and the stuffy feeling from the central air conditioning really did feel nostalgic—so familiar.

The emergency room was just ahead. The one in critical condition seemed to be a little girl.

It was a kindergarten school bus accident. Seeing the little kids crying in pain on the operating table—this scene was truly heart-wrenching.