After Lance collapsed to the ground, he tried several tis but was unable to stand up.
Lance’s legs seed to be crippled at this mont, and he was unable to exert any strength.
Lance felt numb in his heart and didn’t know what to do now.
"Mr. Wolseley!"
Frankie brought so bodyguards in. He followed Lance’s line of sight and saw a black shadow and a large pool of blood on the ground.
Even though Frankie had experienced a lot, he was still shocked when he saw this scene.
Frankie opened his mouth and sobbed, "Mrs. Wolseley..."
Lance shook off Frankie’s hand and pointed at the black shadow.
"Go ... confirm it."
Lance wouldn’t believe it unless he saw it with his own eyes.
"Yes, Mr. Wolseley!"
Frankie imdiately stepped forward to examine that figure.
However, the person fell down from a higher place and was seriously injured. Frankie could only confirm that this was a woman. This woman’s face was already beyond recognition.
There was a large pool of blood on the ground, and there was also so brain matter. The scene was so tragic and miserable that no one was willing to look at it a second ti!
One of the bodyguards couldn’t control himself and vomited on the spot.
Frankie squatted down to check if there were any jewelry or other things that could identify the dead woman. But he found nothing.
No matter whether this woman was Yvette or not, it was not fine to put the body on display like this. Frankie ordered soone to bring a large piece of black cloth to cover the body.
"Is it her?"
The man behind Frankie asked so with a cold voice.
Frankie turned around and realized that Lance had walked over at so point in ti.
Frankie hesitated for a mont. Then, he replied, "Mr. Wolseley, I’m sorry. I really couldn’t tell."
"Get out of the way!" Lance said coldly.
Frankie sensed Lance’s intentions. Lance probably wanted to identify it himself. But the body really didn’t look good. If it was really Yvette, it would beco Lance’s nightmare for a lifeti.
Frankie stopped Lance and said, "Mr. Wolseley, why don’t we wait for the dical examiner to identify it? The body doesn’t look good."
Frankie was putting it in a nicer way. In fact, the body looked disgusting, and it was impossible to identify it.
The brain matter and bone fragnts were mixed together, which looked terrifying.
But Lance acted as if he had not heard Frankie’s words. Lance raised his hand to push Frankie away and then bent down slowly.
Lance looked calm on the surface. But when he pushed Frankie away, his action still revealed the fear in his heart.
Lance’s whole body was trembling!
Frankie could not bear it and stopped Lance again, "Mr. Wolseley..."
Lance turned a deaf ear to it. His arm was straight as if it was controlled by a machine now. He reached out and lifted a corner of the black cloth.
Lance froze for five whole minutes!
Lance did not make any sound. Frankie couldn’t even hear Lance breathe!
Then, Lance put his arm on his knee and supported his forehead with his wrist. His whole body was trembling violently.
"Mr. Wolseley..."
Frankie wanted to support Lance. But Lance stood up and said with his pale lips, "It’s not her."
Lance was trembling just now because he was relaxed. It was like soone handed Lance a rope of hope when he was deep down in hell.
At this ti, a bodyguard shouted, "There’s another one here."
Everyone rushed over and found that the one lying on the ground was a man. He was lucky enough to land on a shabby brick bed.
However, the man’s leg was unfortunately pierced by a sharp wooden stick. The wound looked quite serious...
At this ti, a person rushed over from behind. She went forward and lay beside the man on the ground, crying, "Charlie! Charlie!"
Frankie widened his eyes in surprise because this person was Yvette!
Yvette turned to look at Frankie and asked, "Where’s the ambulance?"
Frankie was stunned. Then, he replied, "It’s outside!"
"Call them in!" Yvette shouted.
Then, Yvette saw Lance’s cold face behind Frankie. Just as she was about to say sothing, the person on the ground hooked her finger.
"Yvette..."
Yvette imdiately turned to ask the man, "Charlie, how do you feel?"
Charlie forced a smile. There was still blood at the corner of his mouth. Perhaps his internal organs were also injured.
"I’m fine... If I can’t make it, can you help take care of my parents..." Charlie said weakly.
"You won’t die!" Yvette said resolutely, and tears fell down her cheeks.
"Charlie, you will definitely be fine. You will..."
Yvette’s mind was still blank at this mont. Just now, she had already given up struggling because she was too tired, and Emilie’s knife had also cut her skin.
At that critical mont, Charlie suddenly showed up.
Charlie pounced over and fell down the stairs with Emilie.
Yvette only saw the blood on the ground and thought that Charlie was also dead. At that ti, she was so desperate.
It took Yvette a while to move her body and get downstairs.
Seeing that Charlie was still alive, Yvette felt a sense of relief.
Fortunately, Charlie was not dead. If sothing happened to Charlie, Yvette would feel guilty for the rest of her life!
At the sa ti, Yvette felt a lingering fear!
It was so close! Yvette almost died!
If it weren’t for Charlie, Yvette’s body would be lying on the ground right now!
Lance’s heart sank as he looked at Yvette, who was crying sadly on the ground.
Ever since Lance lost contact with Yvette, Lance had been tense and did not dare to relax for even a second.
When Lance first thought that the person on the ground was Yvette, his heart seed to have been torn apart by an invisible hand. Even now, Lance’s heart was still hurting faintly.
No one knew how excited and happy Lance was when he saw Yvette was safe and sound. The mont Lance saw Yvette, he wanted to hug her tightly.
But what about Yvette...
Yvette could only see Charlie.
Yvette didn’t even look at Lance from beginning to end.
It was as if a knife had stabbed into Lance’s heart again. At this mont, he felt pain and cold in his heart.
Lance stood there, looking like a joke.
When Lance saw that Yvette was alive, he was very glad. However, the joy on Lance’s handso face slowly faded away.
In just a few minutes, Lance’s expression beca extrely cold. It felt like the air around him was freezing.
At this ti, the police siren and ambulance siren ca from outside. So dical staff ca in with a stretcher and carried Charlie away.
The other stretcher was prepared for Lance.
At this ti, Yvette finally found that the wound on Lance’s leg was very serious. Lance did not treat it in ti and ran wildly all the way here, causing the wound to beco more serious. The bleeding had never stopped.
Because Lance was wearing black trousers, and the light was dim here, Lance’s wound and blood were not that obvious to see.
But the mont the ergency light lit up, one could clearly see that the black cloth had already been soaked with blood, turning into a deep brown color.
How much blood was needed to soak a pair of pure black trousers into a deep brown color?
In an instant, Yvette’s face turned pale. She was very worried about Lance and felt very guilty.
Yvette’s feelings right now were completely different from that when she faced Charlie. Charlie almost died because of saving Yvette.
Thus, Yvette was purely guilty and self-blaming when facing Charlie.
As for Lance, when he stabbed himself without any hesitation just to keep Yvette safe, Yvette’s attitude had already changed.
Lance had risked his own life twice just to save Yvette. Thus, no matter how much hatred Yvette had before, it should have disappeared by now.
Moreover, when Yvette felt that she was about to die, the only person she wanted to say goodbye to was Lance.
Yvette thought if she could see Lance before she died, then she could die without regrets.
But fortunately, Yvette and Lance were not dead. They were still alive, and there was still a chance...
Yvette felt like she wanted to cry. She went forward and wanted to help support Lance. But just as Yvette’s fingertips touched Lance, Lance pushed Yvette’s hand away.
Lance did not even want to hear Yvette’s explanation now. He turned around directly.
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