Wyatt Lewis felt the person in front of him was a lunatic.
Emma Winton clutched her wound and slowly collapsed on the ground in front of Wyatt, her face full of pain.
A loud "clang" echoed.
The dagger in Wyatt Lewis's hand fell to the ground.
"Murder!"
"Wyatt Lewis has committed murder!"
Someone in the crowd shouted.
Everyone stopped and looked towards Wyatt Lewis, seeing Emma Winton clutching her profusely bleeding abdomen, trembling in agony on the ground.
Beside Wyatt's foot lay the bloodstained dagger, his hands covered in Emma's blood.
The crowd backed away in horror.
The silence lasted no more than five seconds before erupting into intense chatter.
"Oh my God!"
"Murder in public!"
"He must have extreme hatred to want her dead like this, it's terrifying."
"She already admitted her mistakes, yet he still stabbed her. Young Master Lewis is certainly crazy."
