Joseph's face was gloomy, and he looked at me with suspicion and surprise in his eyes.
My whole body was cold, and my hands and feet were heavy.
I asked with trembling lips, "Joseph, don't you trust me?"
Joseph looked away for a few seconds and instructed his bodyguard.
"Please ask Dr. Owen to come and do amniocentesis."
I was shocked.
Joseph had no trust in me at all.
It meant that he doubted my character and condemned my morality. It was equal to slapping me hard in the face, stripping me naked, and throwing me on the street.
There was a loud sound. I slapped Joseph on the face.
"You bastard!"
I cursed coldly, snatched the medicine from the bodyguard, and walked out.
After being humiliated, I should have made a big fuss, and thrown the inspection report hard in Joseph's face to prove myself.
But I couldn't do it.
My parents were still critically ill in the hospital.
They couldn't afford to wait any longer.
Just now the doctor warned me again that my parents were dying.
I had already lost fifty-six relatives. I couldn't lose my parents...
But before I could take a few steps, I was pinned to the ground by the bodyguard.
"Do you feel guilty and want to run away?"
Joseph looked sinister.