Wendy looked in the direction where the voice came from. In her blurry sight, the door of the car with the light on had been opened and a person hurriedly got out of the car.
The man turned his back to the light. Wendy Cassia saw a vague shadow and vague face. She couldn't hold on any longer and fell down. Louis Wellington hurried to help her up.
Louis's handsome face twisted when he touched Wendy's body. "Wendy?"
Hearing his voice, Wendy tried hard to open her eyes. With the help of Louis, her buttocks touched the stone again and she sat down steadily.
With a faint smile on her dry lips, Wendy Cassia said weakly, "I'm so tired."
She dragged her sick body walking so far. She had consumed too much physical strength. Wendy opened her beautiful eyes weakly. Her pitiful appearance was pitiful.
Louis lifted her up and walked toward the car.