A man, after an accident, saved a pregnant woman and carried her to the hospital, but the next day the police came to him with a kidnapping charge

There was a serious accident on the highway: a truck braked suddenly, and the car carrying an eight-month pregnant woman failed to turn and crashed into it. The impact was direct on the hood — the airbag deployed and pushed the woman into the seat.

The truck driver was barely injured and immediately got out. He heard her scream, looked inside the car, and saw the woman choking, clutching her stomach. Her face was pale, her hands were shaking, and her seat belt was stuck in her body.

He pulled the woman out of the wrecked car and immediately called an ambulance.

— There has been a serious accident… the woman is pregnant, she feels sick, it’s urgent!

“The crew has already left, but there’s a holdup… at least thirty minutes,” they replied.

The woman was moaning in pain, clutching her stomach, breathing hard. The man realized they couldn’t wait. So the truck driver decided to go meet the ambulance himself.

He walked quickly, almost running, despite his weight. The woman moaned, clung to his shoulders, and cried.

Finally, the man saw the ambulance lights among the cars. He ran to the crew, handed the woman over to the doctors, and told them everything he knew.

The doctors took her away, and he stood in the middle of the road, breathing heavily, still in shock. He thought it was all over.

He had saved two lives. That of the mother and the child.

But the very next day, the police knocked on his door.

“You are accused of kidnapping a pregnant woman,” an officer said. “Do you have anything to declare?”

The man froze.

“Kidnapping? But I saved her! What are you talking about?”

And then the man found out something terrible. The continuation was in the first comment.

The officer showed him the complaint filed by the woman’s husband. It said that an unknown man “took advantage of the accident, took the woman and disappeared in an unknown direction.”

The man felt a cold shiver down his spine.

— Wait… why does her husband think I kidnapped her?

The police didn’t even let him get dressed properly. They took him out of the apartment in handcuffs, under the astonished gaze of the neighbors. He kept repeating:

“I didn’t kidnap anyone. I saved her. Check the highway records! Talk to the doctors!”

But the officers responded coldly:

“The complaint was filed by her husband. For now, you’re the only suspect.”

The man spent the night in a cell and then a few more days in pretrial detention. No one believed him. To the police, he was a man who “took a pregnant woman and disappeared.”

Meanwhile, the story began to clear up.

Investigators finally found out the truth: her husband was a tyrant. He beat her, controlled her every move, took her documents, and forbade her to tell anyone what was happening at home.

That day she was trying to run away from him for good. She was going to a friend’s house where she wanted to hide, but she didn’t have time — the accident happened.

When he found out that she had arrived at the hospital, the husband immediately filed a “kidnapping” complaint to divert attention from himself and get her back while the police were busy “searching for the criminal.” And the real kidnapper was himself.

The driver was released. He emerged from custody exhausted, red-eyed, barely believing that it was finally over.