Emily Walker panicked, her voice trembling slightly, "Hello? Baron Stuart?"
She pushed the man on top of her, but never received any response.
Extreme fear rose from the bottom of Emily's heart, along with immense dread.
She was anxious, so anxious that she was at a loss for what to do!
"Hey, Baron Stuart... say something... wake up..." As she pushed him, his head, which had been resting in her neck, turned over. In front of her eyes was a stunningly handsome face, but his eyes were tightly closed.
Looking at his lifeless appearance, Emily's heart sank heavily, as if a sharp blade was stabbing her chest, making her feel suffocated.
"Baron Stuart?" She raised her hand, trying to help the man on her to get up, while calling, "Baron Stuart... please..."
Before she could finish speaking, Emily felt her hand on his back getting stained with a sticky liquid, and her expression suddenly turned grim.
