Wyatt Perry's heart was wrung with pain as he picked her up and ran outside.
Crimson blood dripped drop by drop from between his fingers, leaving behind a long trail of bloody footprints.
Wyatt placed Claudia Ross in the passenger seat, and only then did he notice his hands smeared with blood, his handsome face ashen, temples throbbing with prominent veins.
"Wyatt, my stomach hurts so much…" Claudia lay on the seat, large beads of sweat rolling down her forehead incessantly.
"We're going to the hospital right now, we'll be there soon."
Wyatt's hands gripping the steering wheel trembled uncontrollably, his entire nervous system taut.
The bleeding continued, even the black leather seats were soaked through with blood.
Claudia's eyes were half-open, weakly clutching her abdomen.
Why did her stomach hurt so badly… It felt as if a sharp knife was plunged into her abdomen, the pain causing her entire body to shiver.
Speeding all the way, they finally reached the nearest hospital.