A throbbing pain in her head made her eyelids flutter before she collapsed onto the bed.
Wayne Bailey's body stiffened as if he had been struck by a stick, staring blankly at her in a daze for several seconds.
He quickly picked her up and held her in his arms, seeing the blood oozing from the wound on her forehead.
She stabbed him in the heart like a dagger.
Wayne Bailey nearly went insane, crushing her in his embrace.
"Anna Jadwin—"
She would rather hit her head against the bed than accept his help?
Wayne Bailey knelt on the bed, his eyes crimson with rage.
...
The Baileys' Manor was about to experience another sleepless night.
All the alarms were triggered, and maids in their nightgowns rushed out of their quarters, lining up in the hall as the bodyguards remained highly vigilant.
After the chaos, they finally learned that the young mistress had been injured.
So, the doctors were dragged out of their beds and rushed to the scene.
