Unconscious Husband: Meet Her Love In Silence by Ken Slaner

Chapter: 653
After settling into the back seat, Sarah lowered her hat and wrapped herself tighter.
She clutched her collar and peered at the driver in the front through her sunglasses.
The driver was a robust middle-aged man. Sarah couldn’t see his face clearly from her vantage point, but his silhouette bore an
uncanny resemblance to Mike’s.
Nervously, she scrutinized his every move and instinctively pressed herself against the car door.
The man started the car and gradually accelerated. Sarah’s nerves stretched taut, and her heart thumped rapidly in her chest.
Though she knew it wasn’t Mike, she couldn’t help but imagine that if he tumed around, she would see his face.
Sarah felt like she was losing her sanity.
In that moment, she noticed the driver had been stealing glances at her through the rearview mirror. As soon as Sarah raised her
head, her eyes met his in the reflection.
The probing and scrutinizing look in his eyes triggered Sarah’s memories of Mike.
Like a bomb detonating in her mind, she couldn’t help but shout, “What are you staring at?”
Sarah, overcome by fear, spoke rudely, as if intentionally causing trouble.

Upon hearing her words, the driver’s displeasure ignited a fiery anger within him.
Unknown to him, the platform had just sent him this order, which he failed to notice. Consequently, he took a wrong tum, blindly
following the misguided navigation that led him onto the elevated highway. Already frustrated by the unprofitable trip, he now
found himself faced with the peculiar passenger, adding to his vexation.
“Why are you so emotional? In the early hours, you’re all wound up. It’s rather suspicious. Do you believe yourself to be some
sort of celebrity? What’s wrong with me stealing a few more glances at you? Who knows, maybe you’re a wanted criminal or a
person of questionable character,” he remarked, his voice tinged with suspicion.
Sarah suddenly realized her earlier outburst had been excessive. Her emotions had overtaken her rationality. Although the driver
bore no resemblance to Mike in either voice or appearance, she couldn’t help but experience a pang of rejection and an
indescribable fear that she struggled to suppress.
“Stop! Stop! I want to get off!” she exclaimed, her desperation causing her to pound on the window.
The driver, upon hearing her plea, erupted in complete fury. He had come all this way to pick her up, solely for the sake of
accumulating reputation points, and now she intended to disembark immediately, making a mockery of him like a clown.
“I traveled here specifically to fetch you. What is wrong with you? Are you toying with me?” His words dripped with resentment.
“Do you imagine yourself to be a heartthrob or something? Just because a man glances at you a few times, he should be
enthralled by your presence? Are you crazy?”
The driver’s furious curses echoed through the car as he slammed his foot on the brake pedal, his anger palpable.

However, the mere notion of letting her slip away so easily only served to further enrage him. The more he contemplated the
situation, the more convinced he became that this woman was the sort who took pleasure in wasting other people’s time and
money on fruitless endeavors. Her intentions were undoubtedly malicious.
Consumed by anger, the driver abruptly turned around, reaching for his phone.
With a swift motion, he activated the camera and began recording a video of Sarah.