His Unwanted Bride. {Wattpad Version}

Chapter Twenty-Seven

The Accident.

Hayat's pov.

I wasn't angry at Aayan for shouting at me. He thought I was abusing Azaan but the truth was I wasn't going to.

I was more sad than angry because of the words he said to me. I love Azaan as my son.

As I got out of the house, I didn't notice that Azaan came running toward me. He was crying for me.

"Mamma", I could hear him calling me from the roadside beside the home.

He was running towards me while the car was coming towards him. I quickly rushed towards him not caring about myself.

He was my priority.

I quickly grabbed him out of the way making the car hit me instead of him. I could feel the blood coming out of my head but all I could think of was Azaan alright?

I got my answer when I saw his small hands wiping the blood that was coming out of my head.

" Mamma", he continued to cry while trying to keep me awake.

Alhamdulillah he is safe.

As I begin losing consciousness. I could hear the guard calling my name.

"Mrs. Hayat. Hold on the ambulance is coming", he said to me while trying to take Azaan in his arms.

I couldn't keep my eyes open for too long. I lost consciousness while my head was on Azaan's lap.

Author's pov.

The car that hit her got away before anyone could get the license number and try to identify it.

As the ambulance arrived, Azaan didn't want to let her go but the guard told him that he needed to inform his father and that they will go together.

The poor little boy was covered in blood as he didn't understand what was going on.

All he wanted was his mamma.

The guard took Azaan in his arms and ran to the house to inform Aayan about Hayat's accident.

But when he saw Azaan's bloody clothes he knew that Hayat was in bad shape.

Aayan left Azaan who was crying with Farwa and quickly rushed to the hospital, praying that Hayat was okay.

It's my fault that this happened to her. She risked her life to save Azaan without a single thought of what would happen to her.

Aayan's pov{After the Accident}.

I asked Zahir if I could see her. He permitted me even though she was in a coma and he didn't know if or when he would wake up.

I walked into her room to find her lying in bed with breathing tubes on her.

Her head had a huge bandage. She had small bruises on her too.

I slowly took a seat beside her trying not to cry.

I took her hand with mine, giving her warmth.

" I am sorry, Habibty. I wish I could take back the words I said to you. I wish I listened before jumping to the conclusion that you might be mistreating Azaan. I wish I could change what happened today but I can't. It's all my fault what happened to you......"

He couldn't stop the tears from coming out of his eyes. Aayan felt guilty for the last words he said to Hayat.

They have been married for almost half a year now and she didn't even try to complain about anything that he does.