Chapter 237

The child must be gone, otherwise her lower abdomen wouldn’t ache like this.

In that tiny space, it felt as if sharp knives were scraping back and forth, twisting her until she wished she could pass out again.

And with the slightest movement, the warm liquid would flow between her legs.

Though inexperienced, she still knew the basics of miscarriage

The excruciating pain accompanied by lochia, what else could it be if not a miscarriage!

The child that had just been conceived in her womb died at the hands of its father in the most direct and brutal method.

Tears blurred her vision as she instinctively denched the fabric at her abdomen, allowing the piercing pain to spread to every limb

This was her retribution for abandoning her own child, and only through such heart–wrenching pain could she feel a bit better.

The man on the sofa slowly stood up, walking toward the bed with steady steps.

liquid in his glass gently swayed with his movements, creating faint red ripples, accentuating the wicked smile

breath overwhelming, imprisoning her. “I did it myself. Do you think it still had a

hand slowly moved down, tracing her

help but shiver, her eyes full of fear

of this cold–blooded man

trembled at the sound of

fear

who had

before her was the iron–fisted, ruthless, and cunning leader of the

was never meant to

narrowed, and the pressure on her lower abdomen suddenly increased.

body convulsed violently. She pleaded. “It hurts. Please don’t

fear in her eyes,

she wouldn’t dare to defy me again, let alone decide the fate of the child on

this once. If you dare to act on your own again.

slowly withdrew his hand, patting her face twice before saying, “Don’t think about escaping, or

to bear the pain in

miscarriage, it had only been three days, but it felt like she had lived a

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