Giselle’s heart skipped a beat, her hands instinctively cradling her belly to confirm everything was alright, before she turned her concerned gaze towards the driver.

“What happened?”

“My apologies, Madam,” the driver lamented, his voice tense with regret. “The car in front slammed on the brakes unexpectedly, and we collided with them.”

Relief flooded Giselle as her racing heart calmed. She directed him, “Check on how we can manage the insurance, will ...