Unexpected Blessing After Divorce

Chapter 233 I Refuse To Lose It

Layla’s expression was stormy when she saw Margaret, who was apprehended by the police. She walked up to Margaret and slapped her hard across her face, then pointed at her as she hissed, “I’ll deal with you later!”

Having said that, she followed a couple of police officers up the stairs and hurried into the bedroom.

Layla’s heart almost stopped when the bedroom door opened, and she winced like the sight before her was too painful to see. She quickly shrugged off her coat and wrapped it around Yuliana, then held the poor, trembling girl in her arms.

However, Yuliana was still in shock, and she aggressively resisted Layla’s touch as she struggled to break free. “Let me go! Don’t touch me!”

“Yuliana, it’s me, Layla.” Layla tightened her hold around Yuliana as she began murmuring to her soothingly, her voice nearly breaking. “Everything’s all right now. Don’t be scared. I’m right here.”

Yuliana stiffened when she heard Layla’s voice. Then, as if all the strength had abruptly left her body, she collapsed and lay quietly in Layla’s embrace. She could hear voices around her, but she couldn’t decipher anything coherent.

After a while, Layla loosened her grip and slowly peeled off the black tape on Yuliana’s eyes. Following that, she gently lifted Yuliana’s bloodstained hand to try and take away the object in her palm. However, Yuliana was startled when Layla tried to pry her fingers open and immediately clutched the object tighter.

Layla felt her heart twist at the sight of this. She hastily clamped a hand around Yuliana’s wrist to stop her and said, “Yuliana, you’re safe now. Can you please give that to me?”

Yuliana’s gaze was unfocused, and it took a while before she properly looked at Layla. She stared at Layla for a while, then nodded as she slowly unclenched her fingers and let Layla take the shards away.

Had it not been for the shard of a broken vase she held in her hand, she would have no weapon to fend off her assailants and save herself from being violated.

The situation had ended on a satisfying note, it seemed, but Yuliana was the only one who knew of the process.

Meanwhile, Annabelle took in the warzone that was the room. The two men who had been apprehended by the police were covered in blood, and Yuliana was a mess. Disgust flashed in Annabelle’s eyes as she walked up to one of the men and, paying no mind to the police officers at all, kicked him hard.

The man let out a guttural scream as his features twisted into a pained grimace. At that moment, he almost didn’t look human, but rather like he had been infected by some deadly virus and thereafter turned into a zombie. Much like the zombies in the movies, the man was no better than a rotting corpse.

had to look away. She turned her gaze on Layla

to help Yuliana get up, but Yuliana was weak and

standing on one side of the room immediately came over and

when she heard the police officer’s voice and shrunk into herself. The objection was clearly written on her face.

police officer stood aside awkwardly.

briefly thanked him and said, “No need.”

Annabelle. “Come help

held onto her arm to support

after a few steps, Yuliana abruptly stopped. She looked down and descended into panic. She subconsciously grabbed Layla’s and Annabelle’s hands as she cried, “Layla,

saw liquid running down Yuliana’s legs. Her eyes widened

in, but seeing as she had never had

She snapped out of her daze when she heard Layla’s cry

comforted Yuliana softly, saying, “Don’t worry, Yuliana. Just stay

her abdomen, and it wasn’t long

the strength to carry her, either. In the end, Layla had no choice

at first, but the pain eventually overwhelmed her and drowned out

could think about right now was

giving birth to the child. She spent countless days thinking about what the baby would be like, whether or not he would have any quirks, or which parent

two men from earlier, and in the heat of the moment, she completely forgot about the

keep from spilling out since the beginning of the night, finally rolled down her cheeks, mixing with the beads

Layla’s hand tightly, her body in agonizing pain and her heart tight with fear. “Layla, I don’t want to lose the baby, not

empathized with Yuliana completely. She felt gutted seeing

baby. I’m here. The

pain. Her gaze looked faraway for a brief moment as a torrent of images flashed through her mind. She recalled her childhood days when she would