Chapter 982


    All of a sudden, a truck rushed toward them from the junction.


    Arissa''s heart lurched when she saw the truck.


    “Watch out!”


    Benjamin narrowed his eyes and quickly turned the steering wheel to avoid the truck.


    Squeak! came the ear-piercing sound of the tires skidding on the ground.


    Just as Arissa turned around to console the children, she hit her forehead against the back of the chair.


    The world spun around her.


    The children''s faces were drained of all colors as they gripped tightly onto each other''s hands.


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    However, Benjamin didn''t even have time to reassure them at that moment. He had avoided a collision


    with the truck, but he could not avoid driving into the pedestrianne.


    After the terrifying moment, Benjamin finally turned to Arissa and asked worriedly, “Are you hurt?”


    Arissa could feel something wet on her forehead. She held her head and leaned against her seat


    motionlessly because moving around would only make her dizziness worse.


    She replied: “I''m fine. Check on the kids!''


    Despite the dizziness she was suffering, she was distraught about the children.


    At that, Benjamin quickly whipped his head around to check on them.


    “Are you all hurt?”


    The six children''s faces were pale, and they had not fullye back to their senses as they shook their


    heads in a daze.


    Benjamin sighed in relief. He was d that they were fine, and once that wave of relief washed over


    him, he cast a grim look outside.


    The truck had overturned, and a few other cars were caught up in the ident. Nheless, the


    situation was not too grave, but traffic congestion had manifested, and sounds of honking filled the air.


    The bodyguard who had been following Benjamin''s car came over to check on them.


    “Mr. Graham, are you hurt?”


    “No,” Benjamin said as he wound down the window. “Find out what''s going on.”


    “Yes, sir.”


    The bodyguard then left to check on the situation.


    After a while, Arissa turned around to look at the children. “Sweethearts, are you all okay?”


    That was so dangerous. If not for Benjamin''s quick reaction and good driving skills in avoiding the


    truck, we would have...


    “Mommy, we''re fine,” came Gavin''s shaky voice. For a child his age, he was already pretty calm.


    Arissa checked on the other kids.


    Tim was biting down on his lower lip, and even the usually collected Zachary waspletely pale as


    his hands trembled while holding onto his brother''s.


    Oliver''s sses were gone, and she guessed that the impact earlier had caused them to fall off.


    Jasper and Jesse were expressionless, but there were tears in their eyes.


    Arissa hastily unbuckled her seatbelt, wanting to embrace her children, but Benjamin stopped her.


    In a solemn tone, he said, “You''re hurt.”


    “I''m fine. It was only a minor hit. I''m going to go to our kids.”


    His face grim, Benjamin furrowed his brows tightly and ordered with a tinge of worry, “Sit. I''m going to


    stop the bleeding for you.”


    Finally, Arissa frowned and lowered her head to look at her hand. Indeed, there was blood on it.


    “Mommy, are you hurt?”


    Zachary''s eyes reddened instantly out of fear.


    At that, the rest of the children returned to their senses. When they saw the blood flowing down from


    Arissa''s head, they were frightened.


    All of them promptly unbuckled their seatbelts to bombard her with worried questions as tears sprang to


    their eyes.


    “I''m all right. Don''t worry,” Arissa reassured them. “Are you all okay?”


    The children bobbed their heads hastily. “Mommy, we''re fine.”


    “Mommy, that''s a lot of blood!”


    “It''s okay...”


    Benjamin took the first aid kit that they kept in the car to treat Arissa''s wound.


    “Don''t move. I''ll send you to the hospital now,” Benjamin said to her before asking the children to sit


    back. Then, he reversed the car.


    “I don''t need to go to the hospital. It''s just a scratch,” Arissa said, stopping him. She never thought she


    would bleed from just scraping her head against the back of the seat.


    I probably didn''t realize it because the pain was too intense earlier.


    “Just a scratch? You''re bleeding!” Benjamin cried out before ignoring her and continuing his way to the


    hospital.


    The children remained quiet in the back as they stared at their mother anxiously.