The Pathetic Pervert novel Chapter 7

When I woke up again, I was in the hospital.

All I remembered was the car crashing into the roadside barrier and the screams of my wife and daughter ringing in my ears.

"Where's Isabelle? Where's Jane? Are they okay?" I asked.

A nurse rushed in and told me to lie down quickly.

I asked urgently again, "What about my wife and daughter? Are they okay? They're not hurt, right?"

The nurse pushed me back onto the bed. Two doctors came in and started examining me.

I didn't care about myself. I just wanted to know if my wife and daughter were safe.

"You're lucky. You only have a mild concussion," the doctor said.

I looked at the doctor's face. That meant my wife and daughter were okay too, right?

"Your wife and daughter are in the next room. They're mostly okay, just a few scrapes. Your wife's injuries are more serious. She has a fractured left leg and will need to stay in the hospital for a while," the doctor said.

As soon as he finished speaking, I rushed out of the room.

My daughter was sitting on the bed, staring blankly. My wife was unconscious.

"Daddy," my daughter cried as soon as she saw me. Tears streamed down her face.

I quickly pulled her into my arms. "It's okay now. I'm here," I said.

"Mommy hasn't woken up yet. She'll be okay, right?" my daughter asked.

I nodded and said yes.

My wife didn't wake up until the next morning. Only then did I truly breathe a sigh of relief.

The police came to ask questions. They examined my car and confirmed that it had been tampered with.

Victor's face immediately flashed in my mind. I hadn't seen him that morning.

I couldn't accept this outcome, no matter what. I started arguing with the police.

The police were hesitant. Seeing how persistent I was, they took Victor for an evaluation.

The test results showed that he really did have a mental disability, with the intelligence of a seven or eight-year-old.

How could this be?

I stood there, stunned.

I had no evidence that Victor did this, and he had a disability.

No matter how I looked at it, this accident was becoming an unprovoked disaster.

The police promised to keep investigating, but I knew they wouldn't find anything.

After the police left, it was just Victor and me in the hospital hallway.