Wilfred used the walkie-talkie to disperse the crowd, immediately calling for a private helicopter and medical team for rescue.
Wayne Bailey, covered in blood with dilated pupils, struggled to hold onto the ring.
The remaining few flowers in Anna Jadwin's arms had fallen on the ground, mixed with fresh blood.
The whole world was lit with the brilliance of "I love you", yet he fell...
"Miss Jadwin, what are you standing there for, the young master is waiting for you!" Wilfred's eyes turned red.
Wayne Bailey's profound gaze was fixated on her, like an underwater world.
Anna Jadwin took a step forward, two steps, her legs suddenly gave out, and she knelt in front of him.
Wayne Bailey pressed on his abdomen with one hand, blood dripping through his fingers, struggling to sit up.
"Wayne Bailey, don't move!" Anna Jadwin's tears started to fall, "You're hurt, you don't know where... You can't move... You'll die, don't you understand..."