“Shut up!” Chloe scolded, “Doctor Blanton again. I hate old antiques like them the most. They think they are so great after performing a few operations! Is what he said right? Did he see the child? He said nonsense! Isn’t it just to belittle me openly or secretly? I won’t listen to him! There is no such thing as an umbilical cord around the neck. I see that the child is very healthy and has fallen asleep comfortably!”
“Besides, do you think I don’t know what you are planning? When the baby is born, Herman will surely rush in when he hears the baby crying and you can be saved! You finally fell into my hands, how could I let you go easily? I haven’t tortured you enough!”
She smiled grimly, raised the scalpel and cut a hole in my stomach.
I screamed in pain, feeling that my internal organs were cut open by her.
“Who told you to marry Herman without seeing things? Who told you to always say bad things about me to Herman? This is a lesson for you!”
She glared at me fiercely and cut a second layer in my stomach.
I screamed even more heartbreakingly than the last time.