I tried hard to regulate my breathing and finally managed to stabilize my heartbeat.
Vincent seemed moved when he saw this scene.
Scarlett spoke again, "Sister-in-law, you'd better admit your mistake within fifteen minutes. Otherwise, if Vincent loses the bet, he will definitely be unhappy. You should know that Vincent cares about his reputation the most."
I struggled to get up, and blood gushed out of the wound on my forehead, staining half of my body red.
I tried to gather my strength and roared in a trembling voice, "You're using your wife's suffering to bet with others. A man worse than an animal has the nerve to say he cares about his reputation?"
As soon as I finished speaking, a stronger cold wind carrying thick water mist came towards me.
A biting coldness enveloped my whole body, and I felt like my body was no longer my own.
Suddenly, there was a sharp pain in my lower abdomen that went straight to my soul.
I know my body and what this pain means.
I know I can't hold on any longer.
"Vincent, if you're still human, pull me up!"
I looked up and saw blood mixed with condensed water droplets sliding down to my feet, blooming into dazzling red flowers on the white ice surface.