You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Her screams were getting more and more poignant.

Otis lifted his foot and kicked her directly in the stomach nonstop. There was nothing but anger in his bloodshot eyes.

His movements were extremely cruel and his purpose was clear - he wanted to kick her straight to the point of miscarriage.

She didn’t deserve to have his child at all.

She was just trash.

Her mention of her pregnancy made him even angrier.

This damn woman! How dared she deceive him? How dared she take Joyce's place.

Charlotte rolled on the floor in pain as she held her stomach. Her stomach felt like it was being stabbed by a million burning knives, and the muscles on her cheeks had all been twisted.

The twinge of pain came like a tidal wave nonstop.

Her face turned from yellow to red to purple and then to white, and her forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and her whole body kept shaking.

"Don't, please ..."

sentence, she didn't even have

he kept kicking. The more

red blood flowed

and flowed until it soaked her entire

numb after all his kicks, with each kick she just opened her lips a bit and closed

consciousness, and under such violent abuse, the child must have been lost. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ

stood guard outside the door and when he heard the commotion inside, he

when he saw the bloody scene in front of him, he rushed forward to

backwards with

moved a bit, as if she was

finally felt relieved and

his rapid breathing and

Otis ordered in a cold voice, “Just stop the bleeding, and no treatment. Just keep her

the way, and he hurriedly turned to leave

needed a surgery in

she would be infected. Her uterus was definitely ruined, and her life was in

at Charlotte, who was lying in a pool of blood and

sofa. He was tired after the