"Alright, Mr. Sherwood."

Suddenly, Millie turned pale, clutching her stomach, "Ow... my stomach hurts so much..." Murray remained expressionless.

He didn't move, and Sadie didn't dare to either.

By now, Millie had slumped to the floor, cold sweat beginning to form on her forehead.

She reached out, desperately grabbing at the man's trouser leg, her eyes pleading, "Murray, please save me, save our baby. My stomach... it's killing me..."

Sadie couldn't stand it any longer, "Mr. Sherwood, Ms. Millie doesn't seem to be faking it..."

The cold sweat had soaked her thin nightgown, and Millie's face twisted in agony.

Murray dropped a "Deal with it" and left.

Sadie felt like the unluckiest person in the world!

The life of a working stiff is just damn hard!

...

an ambulance took Millie

to was the same one

talking about a huge fight at the house between Millie and Murray; Murray wanted her gone, but she refused

pretty

concerned for the child, immediately went to Millie's hospital

the door, she heard a scream like a pig being

please! I'm begging you! You must save

can't live without them; they're

to calm her,

settle down. Being

for you or

is to relax,

the truth, is my baby okay? Are they stil there? M baby

1.n

Why aren't you

your hospital

Please, save my baby, whatever

but was constantly interrupted, feared that the

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