As if afraid she would refuse, Leona Grant persisted, adding, "I only have one request. Take good care of yourself, okay?"
Annabelle Linton glanced at him and turned away, her face impassive. Her bloodless lips twitched. "From now on, please live your life well too."
With that, she started to walk forward, and Aaron Wyatt quickly steadied her.
Blood dripped onto the road, leaving a trail behind her.
Annabelle Linton's steps were faltering. She took one more, then couldn't move. She stopped, bending over, but did not faint.
Aaron Wyatt's brows furrowed in alarm. He scooped her into his arms and started running, saying urgently, "Annabelle, hang in there! I'm taking you to the hospital right now!"
The people waiting outside had been on standby and rushed forward the moment they appeared.
"Stop the bleeding! Hurry, stop the bleeding!" The moment they were in the car, Aaron Wyatt frantically told the medical personnel to treat Annabelle Linton.
