"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!

...

in the morning, an ambulance

was the same one where Beverley was

Sadie, talking about a huge fight at the house between Millie and

pretty serious this

immediately

door, she heard a scream like a

begging you! You must save my

them;

her, "Please,

settle down. Being

isn't good for you

thing now is to

hand, "Doctor, tell me the truth, is my

1.n

aren't you

your hospital

my baby, whatever the cost, he can afford it!

tried to speak but was constantly interrupted, feared that the baby might get

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