The tea splashed on Vivian and then flowed to the ground.
Vivian had a panicked expression as she slipped and fell.
The cup in her hand naturally rolled to the ground. Vivian covered her lower abdomen and groaned in pain, "It hurts. It hurts. My child..."
Avery hurried over. Darlene had already known what would happen next.
But, Darlene still hoped that Avery would see the cup in Vivian's hand, and could guess that the tea was not spilled by Darlene.
Therefore, Darlene said, "I did not splash the tea. You also saw it. The cup is in her hand, not in my hand."
Vivian leaned against Avery's chest with an expression of pain. It seemed that she was unable to stand up. Vivian cried in a grievance, "Ms. Garcia, I know that you don't like me, but you can say it out. You know that I am pregnant, so why did you pour hot tea on me? I was anxious to stop you, so I snatched the cup."