Chapter 517
“Don’t worry, we’ll get this over with swiftly. If everything checks out, you’ll be free to go,” the traffic cop assured. His gaze then
drifted towards the van’s trunk.
It was quite spacious, with four cardboard boxes stowed inside.
“What’s in those boxes?” the cop asked.
Thalassa’s heart leaped into her throat at his question.
Although it was a van, it was only supposed to seat five.
Four children, two adults and the driver. They were clearly overcapacity.
If the cop found out, they could have been in serious trouble, possibly even alerting Lysander.
They would have been sitting ducks.
Evelyn’s face also paled.
Just as Thalassa and Evelyn were at the peak of their anxiety, the young driver answered nonchalantly, “Oh, those are farm-
fresh eggs I bought for my kids back home.
“We’ll need to check that,” the cop stated.
Check? What were they going to do?
Thalassa’s heart pounded, and her palms broke out in a sweat.
“Sure thing.” The young man remained cool-headed, exited from the vehicle, and opened the trunk and one of the boxes.
Sure enough, it was filled with eggs.
After a glance, the driver moved to open a second box.
“That’s enough. We’ll just run a DUI test,” the cop said.
The driver’s hand relaxed on the box, and he chuckled, “Alright then.”
After passing the DUI test, the cop let them go.
The young man drove away.
Only when they were a considerable distance away did Thalassa’s heart finally slow down.
Being so close to the officer, she dared not relax, fearing that any sign of ease would have raised suspicion, and they would have
been pursued.
The driver pulled over and opened the trunk and the boxes.
Three little heads popped out of the boxes. Their faces flushed, and their breathing was more rushed than usual.
“Mum, did we do good? We weren’t discovered, right?” Dorian asked Thalassa, his cherubic face illuminated with innocence.
They understood their mother’s predicament and had done their best to mitigate the risk and not cause her any trouble.
Thalassa’s eyes welled up, but she held back her tears and nodded, “Yes, you did very well. Come and sit. You must be
uncomfortable in those boxes.”
The driver had come up with the idea of hiding the children in the boxes when she told him there was a checkpoint ahead.
“No, it was fun. It was like playing hide and seek,” Dorian replied, his eyes sparkling with innocence.
The children’s thoughts and world were simple, filled with innocence.
Soon afterwards, Evelyn took the front passenger seat, while Thalassa and the children sat in the back.
Before long, they pulled up outside a hospital.
It was the closest one.
Thalassa expressed her heartfelt thanks to the young driver and rushed Elowen inside for treatment.
After examination, it was found that her wound was deep and required stitches, as well as an IV for antibiotics.
Despite her fear of Lysander catching up, Elowen’s well-being was paramount.
As the doctor disinfected Elowen’s wound, applied anesthetic, and began to stitch it up, Elowen asked in her soft, childlike voice,
“Mummy, is the doctor going to sew me up? Will I become a teddy bear?”
Her beloved teddy bear was made by sewing fabric together and then stuffing it with cotton.