A sharp pain swept through her abdomen.
It was like electricity, quick and intense.
Lin Youyou instinctively gripped the seat, "Driver, please go a little faster."
She had scheduled a visit for eight in the morning, eager to see Cheng Lu as soon as possible.
While others had their romantic dates amidst flowers or under the moon, she and Cheng Lu had their rendezvous in the visitation room.
The thick glass separated them, but seeing each other through the glass, they found joy in each other's eyes.
"Miss Lin, this is as fast as I can go."
The driver had not noticed anything unusual.
Lin Youyou struggled to maintain her composure, gripping the car door handle tightly.
But the pain turned her complexion increasingly awful, large beads of sweat rolled incessantly down her cheeks.
Yet even so, she did not cry out in pain.
By the time the car reached the prison entrance, Lin Youyou was in too much pain to get out of the car.