Unmasking Mrs. Newton's Secret Identities novel Chapter 1836

Lucy's ankle swelled quickly, and without prompt attention, it could lead to long-term damage.

With no other option, Taylor reluctantly left her for the moment. He hurried to the medical room to grab supplies and medication.

Meanwhile, Abigail raced through the forest on her motorcycle, her speed increasing as she unconsciously twisted the throttle harder.

The road ahead stretched endlessly, lined with trees and streams, but all she could focus on were the images of Taylor and Lucy together.

Out of nowhere, a deer suddenly leaped into the road. With little time to react, Abigail swiftly turned the handlebars, narrowly avoiding a collision.

The deer disappeared into the trees, but Abigail's motorcycle skidded across the road. It slid for a long stretch before crashing into a tree root, finally coming to a stop.

Her high-end protective gear and helmet absorbed most of the impact, but her right leg wasn't as lucky. The crash scraped a large patch of skin off, and the bike landed heavily on her shin, leaving her bone throbbing in pain.

Although Abigail was accustomed to enduring physical pain, this time, it was overwhelming. Her face drained of color, and her lips darkened as she fought to hold back tears.

Determined to push through, she unzipped her jacket. After fumbling for a moment, she managed to grab her phone and dialed Helen's number.

"Abigail? What's wrong?"

The moment Abigail heard Helen's voice, something inside her cracked. She had never cried over an injury before, but now the tears came without warning.

"I'm sorry… I didn't know who else to call. I've had an accident, and I don't want my family to find out… You're the only one I can trust…"

Helen had never heard Abigail so vulnerable. Without a second thought, she grabbed her phone and hurried downstairs. "Don't worry, Gail! Send me your location, and I'll be there as fast as I can. Hang on!"

In her panic, Helen didn't even realize she had called Abigail a nickname that "Kaylee" never used. But in the heat of the moment, neither of them paid any attention to the slip.

After receiving Abigail's location, Helen hurried downstairs to find Chandler. "Honey, Gail's been injured. We need to help her right away!"

"You're right," Helen agreed with a nod. "I was so worried that I didn't even think of that."

"It's alright. That's why you've got me," Chandler said, ruffling her hair. "Now, buckle up. Even though I called Taylor, we still need to go check things out ourselves."

"Okay." With Chandler beside her, Helen felt a sense of relief, knowing she wouldn't have to face it alone.

At the sports field, Taylor glanced down at the bruise ointment in his hand before looking toward the rest area. After a brief moment of hesitation, he stuffed the ointment into his pocket and hurried outside.

He pushed his car to its limits, sending wildlife scattering off the road in a frantic panic. Within minutes, he reached the mountain road, slowing down as he carefully surveyed the area for any signs of an accident.

But no matter how fast he drove, Aiden's meticulous planning always seemed to be one step ahead.

As soon as Taylor spotted the thick smoke in the distance, he floored the accelerator around the final curve, only to find that Aiden had already reached Abigail.