"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!

...

the morning, an ambulance took Millie

they sent her to was the same one where Beverley was

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

pretty serious this

child, immediately went to

she heard

please! I'm begging you! You

live without them; they're my whole

her,

settle down. Being

good for you

is to relax, then

gripping the doctor's hand, "Doctor, tell me the truth, is my baby okay? Are they stil there? M baby has

1.n

Why aren't you

your hospital

rich! Please, save my

as the doctor tried to speak but was constantly interrupted, feared that the baby

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