Chasing My Pregnant Wife by Night Rvelations

The woman kicked Aurora's leg harshly. "Get over there and clean the toilet, or you'll regret it!"

Both Angie and Aurora had been deliberately placed in this cell, which was filled with troublemakers. They weren't easy to deal with and would bully the new inmates.

Aurora swallowed nervously and slowly got up from the ground. "What...what should I do?"

She couldn't fight against them; for now, she had to submit. She had to find a way to escape.

The child in her belly was her lifeline, and there was also the mastermind, whom she had yet to reveal. The child and the mysterious man were her bargaining chips.

Angie laughed proudly. "Go clean the toilet, cousin. After all, you're no longer Mrs. Spencer."

Suddenly, Maeve grabbed Angie's hair and slammed her to the ground. "What are you standing there for? Don't you know you're supposed to teach her? Do I need to show you how it's done? Useless piece of trash!"

Maeve spat in Angie's face.

Angie didn't dare wipe it off. Instead, she knelt on the floor and smiled ingratiatingly like a dog. "Yes, Maeve. I'll go right away."

Aurora angrily,

Aurora. She shoved the toilet brush into Aurora's hand and forced her to clean, treating her like a dog. The

leaned against the bed, munching

and all the female prisoners had to give her respect. When Angie had first

was quickly taught a harsh lesson by Maeve and a few of her

had forced

and even stuck a fork up her nose. They

actions never caused Angie any life-threatening injuries or left visible marks, but they

and never dared to speak rudely or curse again. She immediately became

often happened in

few words of warning, telling them to be quiet, but as long as things didn't get too serious, they would turn a blind eye. They might throw someone into solitary confinement once in a while,

desperate. Those sentenced to heavy penalties

not even being locked

solitary confinement.

Angie. Isn't