She snapped with heavy sarcasm, "Who can still recognize this is the beautiful and charming Lady Simons? Look at how hideous you look now. You can even give me nightmares."
She turned her toe and trampled on my face heavily.
"You don't know yet, do you? You are already three months pregnant."
The fact that I was pregnant with a child stunned me.
With bloodshot eyes and acute pain in my chest, I uncontrollably spat out a gush of bright red blood, which streamed down my cheek into the mud, instantly filling the air with the pungent smell of blood.
I was eager to reach out and touch my belly, but I was too powerless to do it.
At the sight of the scarlet lines in my eyes, Elizabeth giggled.
"Your child is so lucky that he has managed to stay with you even after being tortured like this. But he'll die along with his mother very soon.
"Your child will accompany you on your way to the underworld.
"How do a cheap woman like you deserve to bear Charlie's child?"
My heart overflowed with overwhelming hatred.
I had never hated someone so much and never yearned to kill someone so much.
I hated these hypocritical dignitaries, this unfair hierarchical world, and my own powerlessness even more.