Chapter 8 He Knew I Was Pregnant

I might come across a kind driver with a luck. The umbrella couldn't prevent me from the heavy wind and rain, making me soaked from head to foot.

Luck sucked. With a few steps, my lower abdomen was getting a pain.

Worrying about the embryo, I had to stop and squatted on the ground, finding that my phone was missing. Maybe in the car.

I couldn’t go back at all but keep squatting.

I vaguely felt a flow of heat liquid between my legs, a sign of threatened abortion...

As the old nursery rhyme says, girls are made of sweets, spices and all good things, so they are as lucky as angels. However, some of them were born to face disaster, pain, torture, separation and receive nothing.

"Zzzi..." When I heard the sound, I was too dizzy to open my eyes, struggling to look up in a daze.

Black Jeep, license plate Jiang ACL999, Samson Finn.

I knew Samson came and tried to stand up but fell back.

"Idiot!" A man's low and cold voice came to my ear. And then it was completely gone.