The infant who was still in swaddling clothes had never cried out from beginning to end. The small head had already been crushed under the massive impact.
At the time, his head had gone numb after watching the news, and he remembered that the time reported had been 11 o'clock.
He glanced down at his phone, and the 10:45 beating on the screen calmed him down a little—according to the timeline of his previous life, the young woman hadn't yet reached this intersection at this moment.
But when he thought of the news report from his previous life, he was still worried in his heart. He had to see with his own eyes that the young woman was fine before he could feel at ease.
So he didn't do anything else, just stood there and kept looking around, appearing as if he was waiting for someone.
Ethan was indeed waiting for someone, and it could also be said he was searching for someone.
After reading the report, he knew he could completely save this young woman, because she'd been waiting for a bus at this intersection. As long as someone pulled her away at that moment, she'd be fine.
But the report had said no one was next to her—maybe someone had run away out of fear. But that didn't matter anymore. In this life, he just wouldn't let this tragedy happen again.
Ethan pulled out his phone and looked at the time again.
It showed 10:58.
She should be coming soon.
Ethan was casually scrolling through his phone screen when out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure walking this way.
It was a woman wearing a long purple dress, with long dark hair loosely pulled back, a few strands of hair hanging down the side of her neck, and a sleeping baby in her arms.
When she got closer, he saw clearly that this woman was actually very attractive—she looked only about thirty years old, but her features had the unique gentleness and charm of a young mother.
She was the kind of beauty who became more appealing the more you looked at her.
Even without makeup, she couldn't hide the beauty in her bones, and with her tall figure—she was estimated to be about the same height as Ashley—standing there was like a painting with soft lighting.
Ethan silently scored 95 points in his heart: 95 points. Then changed his mind and quietly added 3 points to make it 98.
The extra 3 points were a charm bonus that belonged only to young mothers. Those who understood would naturally understand.
The purple dress on her body was silk, the material as soft as clouds, form-fitting, outlining the slenderness of her waist and the curves of her figure just right.
Ethan looked at her and couldn't help but mutter in his heart: 'With a wife like this, can her husband even handle it?'
Maybe because she was still breastfeeding, her chest was considerably larger than Diana's. The impressive scale made Ethan secretly marvel at nature's craftsmanship.
He'd once heard someone joke: "I love to climb mountains in my life, especially I love to drink the clear spring at the mountaintop—it's sweet and refreshing."
In the past, he'd only regarded it as an ordinary joke, not understanding why some people were so obsessed with climbing mountains despite being exhausted and out of breath. It wasn't until later that he'd suddenly realized this "mountain" wasn't that mountain, and only those who'd experienced it could understand the taste.
The woman before him was soaked in the unique charm of a young mother, with a mature elegance in her movements. Her waist swayed like a willow in the wind, and every inch of her skin seemed wrapped in honey, sweet enough to make people feel weak.
As soon as she stood still at the intersection, the phone in her pocket buzzed and vibrated.
The baby in her arms was securely fixed by a special carrier. She freed up her right hand to pick up the phone while her left hand still gently protected the child's back, her movements practiced and gentle.
She'd just said a few words into the phone, her voice still floating in mid-air...
Suddenly, there was a piercing engine roar not far away, and a Porsche rushed over like a beast that had escaped its reins, going at least 70 mph. The screeching of tires scraping against the ground made people's eardrums hurt!
Ethan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he instantly snapped out of his daze, his muscles tensing.
He moved almost by instinct, his feet like springs as he rushed toward the woman like lightning, his eyes sharpened with terrifying focus.
He took three steps in two strides, quickly running toward the woman on the phone.
At the critical moment, he stretched out his left hand like lightning, firmly grasped the woman's slender waist, while protecting the baby in her arms with his right hand, and pulled back with all his strength!
The woman was saying something on the phone when a huge force suddenly came from her waist, and her whole figure was dragged back by an irresistible power.
This sudden change shocked her so much that the phone in her hand fell to the ground, and she staggered backward from the unstable center of gravity.
Ethan simply wrapped his arms around her and pulled her whole body into his embrace.
"BOOM——!"
A deafening crash almost shattered the air.
The yellow Porsche crashed into the tree next to the sidewalk. The front of the car instantly collapsed, the windshield shattered like a spider's web, and debris scattered all over the ground.
"Shit."
Ethan cursed under his breath, and a layer of cold sweat dripped down his back.
In his previous life, he'd only seen the tragedy in the news. How could he have experienced such a thrill so close at hand? His heart was beating wildly as if it would break through his chest. It wasn't until more than ten seconds later, when he'd confirmed there was no danger around them, that his tense muscles slowly relaxed.
He subconsciously looked down at the baby in his arms—the little guy had opened his eyes at some point. Dark eyes were shining, looking straight at him, little mouth slightly open, as if asking innocently: 'Why are you holding my mommy?'
....
At this moment, the woman finally recovered from her fright.
In that instant just now, she'd first been suddenly grabbed around the waist, and her first reaction had been to think she'd encountered some criminal. But before she could scream, she'd been frightened by the deafening sound of impact, her whole body freezing in place, mind going blank.
It wasn't until this moment that she realized she was being held tightly in the arms of a strange young man.
"Okay, you can get up now."
A gentle and slightly magnetic voice sounded above her head, and the woman looked up and crashed into a pair of clear eyes.
Before her was a handsome face, with the unique youthfulness of a young man, but when their eyes met, her panicked heart was inexplicably calmed.
She stood up straight with Ethan's support, subconsciously took half a step back, and her eyes quickly swept around.
When she saw the Porsche on the side of the road with its front completely crushed, her pupils suddenly contracted. Her eyes instantly turned red, the tip of her nose tingled, and tears almost fell.
It was terrifying...
She couldn't stop trembling all over, and her mind was buzzing.
If this young man hadn't been there just now... what would she and her child look like now?
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